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REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 

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PRINCETON  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


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SCHOOLS  AND   FAMILIES, 


PHILADELPHIA: 

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RELIGIOUS  AND  USEFUL  KNOWLEDGE. 

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PKEFACE. 


This  volume  is  the  result  of  an  endeavor  to  supply 
a  long  acknowledged  want  in  Friends'  schools  and 
families,  of  a  collection  of  Hymns  that  might  be  placed 
without  hesitation  in  the  hands  of  young  persons, — 
inculcating  Scriptural  truth  without  admixture,  and 
whilst  clearly  testifying  to  the  freeness  and  fulness  of 
the  Gospel,  avoiding  the  use  of  expressions  that  tend  to 
divert  them  from  the  One  Source  of  light  and  availing 
knowledge. 

There  can  be  little  difference  of  opinion  among 
persons  of  religious  convictions,  as  to  the  desirableness 
of  storing  the  minds  of  children  and  others  with  Scrip- 
tural truth,  as  conveyed  in  the  metrical  language  of 
good  Hymns.  Most  minds  are  known  to  retain  senti- 
ments so  expressed,  more  readily  than  when  they  are 
presented  in  unmeasured  prose ;  and  on  this  account 
we  have  reason  for  thankfulness,  that  so  many  sentences 
of  the  Holy  Scriptures  are,  even  in  their  translation, 
clothed  in  such  language. 

(iii) 


IV  PREFACE. 

It  is  With  no  intention  to  encourage  the  singing  of 
Hymns  by  mixed  assemblies,  as  an  act  of  icorship,  that 
the  present  compilation  is  issued.  If,  as  must  be  the 
case  on  every  such  occasion,  the  words  used  do  not 
apply  to  the  present  condition  of  all  Avho  utter  them, 
their  thus  expressing  unfelt  contrition,  or  praise  and 
rejoicing  (as  it  may  happen),  can  scarcely  comport  with 
the  individual  responsibility  of  the  Christian. 

And  we  Avould  recommend  all  who  have  charge  of 
Schools,  to  persevere  faithfully  in  the  practice  of 
seriously  reading  or  repeating  the  Hymns,  instead  of 
siiiging  them  in  the  usual  manner.  We  are  fully  con- 
vinced of  the  practical  advantages  of  this  course,  even 
when  the  Hymns  are  not  devotional  in  character.  The 
danger  of  substituting  a  mere  gratification  of  the  senses, 
for  attention  to  the  solemn  meaning  of  the  words,  is 
thus  in  great  measure  avoided. 

They  would  also  do  well  to  remember,  that  poetical 
figures,  which  add  so  much  to  the  vividness  of  language 
when  they  are  fully  understood,  often  require  to  be 
explained  to  the  younger  children. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES 


A  charge  to  keep  I  have C.Wesley,  no. 29 

Arouud  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 31 

As  the  sun's  enlivening  raj' Newton 56^5,/a 

As  oft,  with  worn  and  weary  feet 57 

All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth Martineau...     58    C^ 

A  minute,  how  soon  it  is  flown 70 

Acquaint  thee,  0  mortal,  etc Knox 81 

Alas  I  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  Watts 105 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound....  Neicton  ......  106 

And  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love Steele  107 

Another  day  has  passed  along , lOS^'-T-^ 

As  needles  point  towards  the  pole Newton 137 

Almighty  God!  to  Thee  belong, — Author  of  Christian 

Retirement .*. 169  -)  63.' 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Heher 40 

Before  we  close  our  eyes  to-night Follen 41i4^| 

Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far 79  7;^; 

Be  still,  my  heart;  these  anxious  cares..  Neicton .....   109 

Brethren,  let  us  walk  together 110  SiS6 

Breast  the  wave.  Christian Staughtnn ...  145 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door Grecjg 182 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  gracious  Lord Wesley 55  '*^^<S~ 

Count  o'er  those  lamps  of  quenchless  light 95  ' 

Can  sinners  hope  for  heaven HI 

Come,  sinner,  to  the  Gospel  feast  C.Wesley  ...   146 

Come,  xiiy  soul,  thy  suit  prepare Newton 183 

Come,  let  us  to  the  Lord  our  God Jlorrison ...  I881/S/ 

Child  of  frailty,  when  thy  breast 4:73>a3 

1*  (v)  // 


VI  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Do  no  sinful  action  20^^f 

Does  the  Lord  of  glory  speak 90  ^20^ 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be ..   C.Wesley ....  156 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth 187 

1'" 


i 


From  thy  seat  of  mercy  bending 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss Steele 112 

Friend  after  friend  departs Montgomery.  165 

God  might  have  made  the  earth  bring  forth.  Hoicitt...  42 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 43 

God  is  love;  His  mercy  brightens Boicring 59 ^^^ 

Glorious  things  of  Thee  are  spoken Newton 60 

God  is  in  Ilis  holy  temple ..   Montgomery.  104f.l7> 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears J.Wesley 113      ^' 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way Coicper 114 

God's  holy  law  transgressed 115 

How  precious  is  the  story 12        ' 

How  doth  the  little  busy  bee 16  . 

Hear  ye  not  a  voice  from  heaven Z^2.iSTk 

How  beautiful  the  setting  sun Fallen 44        /^ 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned...  Buljinch 62  (>i$ff 

How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight 69 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord Cou-per  116 

Hasten,  0  sinner!  to  be  wise T.  Scott 117 

Heal  us,  Immanuel,  here  we  are Cowper 118 

How  blest  is  the  child  of  the  Lord J.J.  Guruey.  133 

Heavenward  our  road  doth  lie 147 

How  firm  a  foundation,  etc Kirhham....  148 

How  are  Thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord..  Addison 149 

Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day Dr.  Bacon  ..  163 

How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, — Author  of  Christian 

Retirement 175 

How  happy  is  the  humble  soul Ibid 178 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight ...   Swain 179 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ....  Barbauld....  180 


INDEX    OF    FIRST     LINES.  Vll 

I  think  when  I  read,  etc Thompson 13 

I  may,  if  I  have  but  a  mind 8 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus 9 

I'm  not  too  young  to  love  the  Lord 11 

I  want  a  principle  within C.Wesley 28 

I  want  to  be  an  angel 30 

It  is  not  earthly  pleasure 38 

In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night Oatoood 48 

In  a  modest  humble  mind J.  Taylor 49->"7^o 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away Brown 68 

I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow....  Newton 144 

I  thirst,  but  not  as  once  I  did Oowper 161 

In  each  breeze  that  wanders  free Waterston  ....  181 

In  seasons  of  doubt  and  of  gloom. — Author  of  Christ. 

Retirement 177 

I  leave  the  world  its  boasted  store 189. -^-j 

I  thank  Thee,  0  my  God,  who  made...  A.  A.  Proctor.  192  So ^ 

I  know  my  end  must  surely  come Franck 199 •••.^./'S,' 

It  is  good  when  we  lay  on  the  pillow  our  head 198 

Jesus  Christ  loved  little  children 1 

Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  and  Saviour Taylor 35 

Jesus  appeared  on  earth 36 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  Gregg 37 

Jesus  gives  us  true  repentance 67 

Jesus   my  strength,  my  hope C.Wesley 82 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul  C  Wesley 166 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken Grant 190 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray Ryland  3 

Little  children  come  to  me Fallen 6 

Little  drops  of  water 14 

Let  dogs  delight  to  bark  and  bite Watts 17 

Love  God  with  all  your  soul  and  strength,  irai/s  21 

Let  us  adore  the  grace  that  seeks 22 

Let  not  your  heart  be  faint J.A.LaTrohe.  53 '^v^ 

Lord,  if  Thou  Thy  grace  impart...   3Iadan's  Collection.  64    '' 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains C.  Wesley 83 

Let  Christian  faith  and  hope  dispel 119    U-JfS" 


VIU  INDEX    OF     FIRST     LINES. 

Lord,  a  happy  child  of  Thine A.L.  Waring.  150 

Lord,   what  I  want,  and  still    implore, — Author  of 

Christ.  Retirement 172 

Lord,  as  to  Thy  dear  Cross  we  flee 193 

Let  deepest  silence  all  around J.  J.  Gurney..  152 

My  Father,  I  thank  Thee  for  sleep Taylor 23 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven...   Watts 120 

My  soul  be  on  thy  guard , Heath 13^ 

My  heart  is  resting,  0  my  God A.L.  Waring.  196 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts Watts 151 

One  there  is  above  all  others Xewton 4 

Our  heavenly  Father  bids  us  ask 7 

Our  evil  actions  spring    \ 39 

Open  Lord,  mine  inward  ear 7l^^it^ 

Oh!  Thou  who  hast  at  Thy  command...   Cotterill 72   -"J 

Oh  !  not  alone  with  outward  sign Whittier 80^^/0 

Oh!  know  ye  not  that  ye  Johns ^^Uil.%>. 

Oh!  not  alone  on  the  mount  of  prayer..  BuJfinch 99  '"J^S- 

Oh!  for  a  closer  walk  with  God Cowper 121 

0  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfil Cowper 122 

Oh!  where  shall  rest  be  found Montgomery.  123 

Our  blessed  Redeemer,  ere  lie  breathed.  Lyte 143 

Oh!  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith 94 

Oh  !  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 162 

0  blest  lledeemer  !  fill  my  soul, — Author  of  Christ.  L 

Retirement 173        ■ 

Oh!  may  I  prize  a  throne  of  grace Ibid 176".^' 

Oh  !  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God C.  Wesley 184 

0  Father-eye!  that  hath  so  truly  watched.  Spitta  197.' '.;l^ 

Prayer  is  to  God  the  soul's  sure  way Hart 74 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 3fontgomery.   124 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey Hart 125 

Quiet  from  God  !  how  beautiful  to  keep 96 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart Xewton 126 


INDEX     OF     FIRST     LINES.  IX 

Rejoice  in  God  alway Moultrie 8(5  *'«■"* 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me Tophahj 127 

See  the  shining  dew-drops  10 

See  the  lovely  blooming  flower 15 

Saviour,  while  my  heart  is  tender 45  3/4 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring 46 

See  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands 60 

Since  we  can't  doubt  God's  equal  love...  Bishop  Keini.     522,^2. 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 75^/61 

Shall  we  grow  weary  in  our  watch Whittier 88 

Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed 100 

Sinner,  what  has  earth  to  show 139 

Source  of  my  life's  refreshing  springs...  A.  L.  Waring.  140 
Sometimes  a  light  surprises Coicpcr  159 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore Hart 24 

Though  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul 2 

There's  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose 27 

The  Lord  attends  when  children  pray 32 

The  lambs  of  Jesus,  who  are  they 33 

The  moment  a  sinner  believes 62 

Think,  oh  !  ye  who  fondly  languish 63 

Time  is  wingingus  away 64 

'T  is  by  faith  of  joys  to  come Watts 65 

Thirsting  for  a  living  spring 76 

The  offerings  to  Thy  throne  which  rise.  Bowring 772/  /3 

They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 78 

The  fountain  in  its  source Guion 84 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely 85  X^  ^r 

Think  gently  of  the  erring  one Fletcher 97 

Turn  not  from  him  who  asks  of  thee  ...  Jones  Very ...     98/)  iJ^f 

The  land  our  fathers  left  to  us 101 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood...    Cowper 126 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight Watts 129 

Thou  hiddenlove  of  God,  whose  height.    C.Wesley 130 

'T  is  my  happiness  below Cmoper 131 

Time  with  an  unwearied  hand Neioton 132-/t,f^ 


X  IXDEX     OF     FIRST     LINES. 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 135 /C/4 

True  faith  producing  love,  etc 136 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 141 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life.    Tate&  Bradxj.  153 

There  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when 157 

Tremble  not,  tho' darkly  gather German 160 

Touch'd    by   the    power  of  love  divine, — Author   of 

Christ.  Retirement 174 

There  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God 185jiir" 

When  Jesus  Christ  was  here  below Taylor 5 

Whatever  brawls  disturb  the  streets....    Watts 18"^'^/ 2. 

When  for  some  little  insult  given l^-Ty^y 

When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God 25    ' 

What  if  the  little  drop  should  say 26 

Would  we  inward  peace  enjoy 51''f33 

When  Jesus  left  His  heavenly  throne  66 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night Bowring 73 

Why  should  earthly  beauties  tear  me 91 

When  the  world  my  heart  is  rending 92 

While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears Landon 103 

AVe've  no  abiding  city  here Kelly 134 

What  poor  despised  company 142 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die...    Watts 154 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God Conder 155 

While  I  lived  without  the  Lord Newton 158 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet Cowper 164 

What    soul  can  reach    the    lofty  height, — Author  of 

Christ.  Retirement 168 

When  I  hear  a  sinner  boasting Ibid  170-^/3 J^ 

Whene'er  I  turn  my  eyes  within Ibid  171/,"' (fo 

We  praise  and  bless  Thee, gracious  Lord.  Spitta 191 

Well  art  Thou  leading,  Guide  Supreme.   G.Arnold 200 --■s*^ 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be Wesley 194 

When  anxious  thoughts  my  bosom  fill.   Conder 195  ;^U6 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge....  87  ZtlZ 

Ye  joyous  ones  upon  whose  brow 102  >  ii? 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears..  Beddome 167 


HYMNS 


SCHOOLS    AND    FAMILIES, 


TESUS  CHEIST  loved  little  children 
U     When  He  was  on  earth  below; 
Still  He  looks  upon,  and  loves  them, 
Though  He  is  in  heaven  now. 

When  they  yield  to  angry  passions 

Then  they  grieve  this  heavenly  Friend; 

Yet  He  pities  them  and  helps  them, 
When  they  try  their  ways  to  mend. 

If  I  seek  Him,  He  will  bless  me 
With  His  love  from  day  to  day; 

Make  the  hardest  duties  pleasant, 
As  I  walk  His  heavenly  way. 

(11) 


12  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 


2. 


THOUGH  I  am  young,  I  have  a  soul 
The  world  can  never  buy; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
It  will  not,  cannot  die. 


For  it  must  soar  to  worlds  on  high, 
Where  happy  spirits  dwell ; 

Or,  buried  with  the  wicked,  lie 
Deep  in  the  grave  of  hell. 


The  soul,  by  blackening  sin  defil'd, 

Can  never  enter  heaven, 
Till  God  and  it  be  reconcil'd. 

And  all  its  sins  forgiven. 


Till  it  be  pure  from  all  its  stains, 

In  perfect  righteousness : 
Saved  by  the  Saviour's  dying  pains, 

Eenewed  by  sovereign  grace. 


Pardon  it,  cleanse  it,  God  of  grace. 

And  let  it  holy  be. 
Clothed  in  my  Saviour's  righteousness, 

And  meet  to  dwell  with  Thee. 


AND     FAMILIES.  13 


3. 


LORD,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray; 
Thy  grace  betimes  impart, 
And  grant  Thy  Holy  Spirit  may 
Renew  my  infant  heart. 

For  Christ  can  all  my  sins  forgive, 
And  wash  away  their  stain ; 

And  fit  my  soul  with  Him  to  live, 
And  in  His  kingdom  reign. 

To  Him  let  little  children  come, 
For  He  has  said  they  may ; 

His  bosom  then  shall  be  their  home  — 
Their  tears  He'll  wipe  away. 

For  all  who  early  seek  His  face 
Shall  surely  taste  His  love ; 

Jesus  shall  guide  them  by  His  grace, 
To  dwell  with  Him  above. 


ONE  there  is  above  all  others. 
Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 
2 


14  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 

But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
ReconciFd,  in  him,  to  God. 

"When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 
Friend  of  Sinners  was  his  name ; 

Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

0  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love, 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 


5. 


WHEN  Jesus  Christ  tvas  here  below, 
And  spread  His  works  of  love  abroad, 
If  I  had  lived  as  long  ago, 

I  think  I  should  have  loved  the  Lord. 

Jesus,  who  was  so  very  kind, 
Who  came  to  pardon  sinful  men. 

Who  healed  the  sick,  and  cured  the  blind  — 
Oh!  must  I  not  have  loved  Him  then? 

But  where  is  Jesus?  —  Is  He  dead? 

0  no !  He  lives  in  heaven  above ; 
"And  blest  are  they,"  the  Saviour  said, 

"Who,  tho'  they  have  not  seen  me,  love." 


15 


^^T  ITTLE  children,  come  to  me;;' 

I  i     This  is  what  the  Saviour  said ; 
Little  children,  come  and  see 

"Where  those  blessed  words  are  read. 

Thus  ye  hear  the  Saviour  speak, 
"  Come  ye  all,  and  learn  of  me, 

I  am  gentle,  lowly,  meek;" 
So  should  little  children  be. 

\yhen  our  Saviour  from  above 
From  His  Father  did  descend, 

Taken  in  His  arms  of  love, 

Children  saw  in  Him  their  Friend. 

Jesus  little  children  blest; 

Blest  in  innocence  they  are, 
Little  children,  thus  caressed. 

Praise  Him  in  your  infant  prayer. 


0 


UR  heavenly  Father  bids  us  ask 


And  it  should  never  be  a  task 
To  seek  our  Father's  face. 


16  HYMNS     FOR    SCHOOLS 

He  looks  on  us  with  thoughts  of  love, 

And  promises  to  send 
The  Holy  Spirit  from  above, 

To  be  our  guide  and  friend. 

How  much  do  we  His  guidance  need. 
Who  are  so  prone  to  stray! 

The  Spirit  will  to  Jesus  lead, 
And  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

And  He  will  show  us  heavenly  things 
And  form  our  hearts  anew, 

To  serve  and  love  the  King  of  kings, 
As  saints  and  ano-els  do. 


0  Lord !  that  promised  gift  bestow. 
And  fill  us  with  Thy  love  ; 

That  we  may  serve  Thee  here  below, 
And  dwell  with  Thee  above. 


8. 


I  MAY,  if  I  but  have  a  mind. 
Do  good  in  many  wa}' s : 
Plenty  to  do  the  young  may  find. 

In  these  our  busy  days. 
Sad  would  it  be,  though  young  and  small, 
If  I  were  of  no  use  at  all. 


AND    FAMILIES.  17 

One  gentle  word  that  I  may  speak, 

Or  one  kind,  loving  deed, 
May,  though  a  trifle  poor  and  weak, 

Prove  like  a  tiny  seed ; 
And  who  can  tell  what  good  may  spring 
From  such  a  very  little  thing? 

Then  let  me  try  each  day  and  hour 

To  act  upon  this  plan,  . 
What  little  good  is  in  my  power, 

To  do  it  while  I  can ; 
If  to  be  useful  thus  I  try, 
I  may  do  better  by  and  by. 


I  WANT  to  be  like  Jesus, 
So  lowly  and  so  meek: 
For  no  one  marked  an  angry  word 
That  ever  heard  Him  speak. 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 
So  frequently  in  prayer ; 

Alone  upon  the  mountain  top 
He  met  His  Father  there. 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus: 

I  never,  never  find, 
That  He,  though  persecuted,  was 

To  any  one  unkind. 
2*  B 


18  HYMNS     FOR     SCHOOLS 

I  want  to  be  like  Jesus, 
Engaged  in  doing  good, 

So  that  of  me  it  may  be  said  : 
"She  hath  done  what  she  could/ 

Alas !  I  'm  not  like  Jesus, 

As  any  one  may  see : 
0  gentle  Saviour !  send  Thy  grace, 

And  make  me  like  to  Thee. 


10. 

SEE  the  shining  dew-drops. 
On  the  flowers  strewed, 
Proving,  as  they  sparkle, 
"  God  is  ever  good/' 

See  the  morning  sunbeams. 

Lighting  up  the  wood, 
Silently  proclaiming 

"  God  is  ever  good." 

Hear  the  mountain  streamlet 

In  the  solitude, 
With  its  ripple  saying  . 

"God  is  ever  good.'^ 

In  the  leafy  tree-tops. 
Where  no  fears  intrude, 

Merry  birds  are  singing 
"God  is  ever  good." 


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Bring,  my  heart,  thy  tribute, 

Songs  of  gratitude, 
While  all  nature  utters 

**  God  is  ever  good." 


11. 

I'M  not  too  young  to  love  the  Lord, 
Who  does  so  much  for  me; 
My  blessings  come  alone  from  God  — 
How  thankful  I  should  be! 

I  'm  not  too  young  a  prayer  to  raise 
To  God  who  dwells  on  high ; 

He  '11  listen  to  my  song  of  praise. 
And  hear  my  feeble  cry. 

I'm  not  too  young  for  Christ  to  save 

He  even  died  for  me : 
Yes !  He  Hi«  life  for  children  gave, 

And  will  their  Saviour  be. 

I'm  not  too  young  to  die  and  go 
To  Jesus  Christ  in  heaven ; 

But  ere  I  reach  that  place  I  know 
]My  sins  must  be  forgiven. 

0  Saviour!  listen  to  my  prayer, 
And  change  this  heart  of  mine; 

0  take  an  infant  to  Thy  care. 
And  make  me  wholly  Thine ! 


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12. 

How  precious  is  the  story 
Of  our  Redeemer's  birth, 
Who  left  the  realms  of  glory 

And  came  to  dwell  on  earth ! 
He  saw  our  sad  condition, 

Our  guilt,  our  sin  and  shame; 
To  save  us  from  perdition 
The  blessed  Jesus  came. 


He  came  to  earth  from  heaven, 

To  weep,  and  bleed,  and  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiyen. 

And  raised  to  God  on  high. 
His  kindness  and  compassion 

To  children  then  were  shown ; 
The  heirs  of  His  salvation. 

He  claim'd  them  for  His  own. 


Oh,  may  I  love  this  Saviour, 

So  good,  so  kind,  so  mild ! 
And  may  I  find  His  favor, 

A  young  though  sinful  child ! 
And  in  His  blissful  heaven 

May  I  at  last  appear. 
With  all  my  sins  forgiven, 

To  know  and  praise  Him  there! 


AND     FAMILIES.  21 


13. 

I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesiis  was  here  among  men, 
How  He  call'd  little  children,  as  lambs  to  His  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

I  wish  that  His  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 
That  His  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me  ; 

That  I  might  have  seen  His  kind  look  when  He  said 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me/' 

Yet  still  to  His  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  of  His  love ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  Him  below, 

I  shall  see  Him  and  hear  Him  above  — 


In  that  beautiful  place  He  has  gone  to  prepare, 
For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven ; 

And  rafany  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 


14. 

LITTLE  drops  of  water. 
Little  grains  of  sand. 
Make  the  mighty  ocean, 
And  the  beauteous  land. 


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And  the  little  moments, 
Humble  though  they  be, 

Make  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 

So  our  little  errors 
Lead  the  soul  away, 

From  the  path  of  virtue, 
Oft  in  sin  to  stray. 

Little  deeds  of  kindness, 
Little  words  of  love, 

Make  our  earth  an  Eden, 
Like  the  heaven  above. 

Little  seeds  of  mercy, 

Sown  by  youthful  hands, 

Grow  to  bless  the  nations 
Far  in  distant  lands. 


15. 

SEE,  the  lovely  blooming  flower 
Fades  and  withers  in  an  hour; 
So  our  transient  comforts  fly. 
Pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

See  the  leaves  are  falling  fast, 
Scatter'd  by  the  wintry  blast ; 
So  our  youthful  pleasures  fade. 
Cares  will  soon  our  breasts  invade. 


AND     FAMILIES. 

Time  is  passing  swift  away; 
Earthly  joys  will  soon  decay ; 
May  we  have,  prepared  on  high, 
Pleasures  that  will  never  die. 

16. 

How  doth  the  little  busy  bee 
Improve  each  shining  hour, 
And  gather  honey  all  the  day 
From  every  opening  flower! 

How  skilfully  she  builds  her  cell ! 

How  neat  she  spreads  her  wax ! 
And  labors  hard  to  store  it  well 

With  the  sweet  food  she  makes. 

In  works  of  labor  or  of  skill, 

1  would  be  busy  too ; 
For  Satan  finds  some  mischief  still 

For  idle  hands  to  do. 

In  books  or  works,  or  healthful  play, 
Let  my  first  years  be  past: 

That  I  may  give  for  every  day 
Some  good  account  at  last. 

17. 

LET  dogs  delight  to  bark  and  bite, 
For  God  has  made  them  so ; 
Let  bears  and  lions  growl  and  fight, 
For  His  their  nature  too. 


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But,  children,  you  should  never  let 
Your  angry  passions  rise ; 

Your  little  hands  were  never  made 
To  tear  each  other's  eyes. 

Let  love  through  all  your  actions  run, 
And  all  your  words  be  mild ; 

Live  like  the  blessed  Virgin's  Son, 
That  sweet  and  lovely  child. 

His  soul  was  gentle  as  a  lamb; 

And  as  His  stature  grew, 
He  grew  in  favor,  both  with  man, 

And  God  His  Father  too. 

Now,  Lord  of  all.  He  reigns  above, 
And  from  His  heavenly  throne, 

He  sees  what  children  dwell  in  love, 
And  marks  them  for  His  own. 


18. 


WHATEVER  brawls  disturb  the  street. 
There  should  be  peace  at  home; 
Where  sisters  dwell,  and  brothers  meet, 
Quarrels  should  never  come. 

Birds  in  their  little  nests  agree, 

And  'tis  a  shameful  sight 
When  children  of  one  family 

Fall  out,  and  chide,  and  "fight. 


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Hard  names  at  first,  and  tlireat'ning  words, 

Which  are  but  noisy  breath. 
May  grow  to  clubs  and  naked  swords, 

To  murder,  and  to  death. 

The  devil  tempts  one  mother's  son 

To  rage  against  another ; 
So  wicked  Cain  was  hurried  on, 

Till  he  had  killed  his  brother. 

The  wise  will  let  their  anger  cool. 

At  le^t  before  ^t  is  night ; 
But,  in  the  bosom  of  a  fool 

It  burns  till  morning  light. 


Our  little  brawls  remove  ; 

That  as  we  grow  to  riper  age, 

Our  hearts  may  all  be  love. 

Y 
19. 

WHEN,  for  some  little  insult  given, 
My  angry  passions  rise, 
I'll  think  how  Jesus  came  from  heaven, 
And  bore  His  injuries. 

He  was  insulted  every  day, 
Tho'  all  His  words  were  kind, 

But  nothing  men  could  do,  or  say. 
Disturbed  His  heavenly  mind. 
3 


26  HYMNS    FOR     SCHOOLS 

Not  all  the  wicked  scoffs  He  heard 
Against  the  truths  He  taught, 

Excited  one  reviling  word, 
Or  one  revengeful  thought. 

And  when  upon  the  cross  He  bled, 
"With  all  His  foes  in  view, 

"Father,  forgive  them,"  Jesus  said, 
*'  They  know  not  what  they  do." 

Dear  Saviour !  may  I  learn  of  Thee 
My  temper  to  amend ;  « 

But  speak  that  pardoning  word  for  me 
Whenever  I  offend. 


20. 

DO  no  sinful  action, 
Speak  no  angry  word: 
Ye  belong  to  Jesus, 
Children  of  the  Lord. 

There 's  a  wicked  spirit 
Watching  round  you  still ; 

And  he  fain  Avould  tempt  you 
To  all  harm  aad  ill. 

But  ye  must  not  hear  him. 
Though  'tis  hard  for  you 

To  resist  the  evil, 
And  the  good  to  do. 


AND    FAMILIES.  27 

If  ye  -would  be  Christians, 

Ye  must  learn  to  fight 
With  the  bad  that's  in  you, 

And  to  do  the  right. 

Christ  is  your  own  Master  — 

He  is  good  and  true, 
And  His  young  disciples 

Should  be  holy  too. 


V 
21. 


LOVE  God  with  all  your  soul  and  strength, 
With  all  your  heart  and  mind, 
And  love  your  neighbor  as  yourself; 
Be  faithful,  just,  and  kind. 

Do  unto  others  as  ye  would 

That  they  should  do  to  you; 
Whate'er  is  honest,  just,  and  good, 

With  all  your  might  pursue. 


22. 

LET  us,  adore  the  grace  that  seeks 
To  draw  our  hearts  above ; 
'T  is  God,  the  holy  Saviour  speaks, 
And  every  word  is  love. 


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Though  filled  with  awe  before  His  throne, 

Each  angel  veils  His  face ; 
He  takes  young  children  for  His  ovrn, 

And  saves  them  by  His  grace. 


0  may  the  child  that  lives  in  sin, 
Enslav'd  by  Satan's  power, 

Meekly  obey  the  cftll  divine 
In  this  appointed  hour. 


23. 


MY  Father,  I  thank  thee  for  sleep. 
For  quiet  and  peaceable  rest ; 
I  thank  thee  for  stooping  to  keep 
An  infant  from  being  distrest ; 
0,  how  can  a  poor  little  creature  repay 
Thy  Fatherly  kindness  by  night  and  by  day! 


My  voice  would  be  lisping  Thy  praise, 
My  heart  would  repay  Thee  with  love ; 

0 !  teach  me  to  walk  in  Thy  ways, 
And  fit  me  to  see  Thee  above :  — 

For  Jesus  has  bid  little  children  come  nigh, 

He  will  not  despise  such  an  infant  as  I. 


AND     FAMILIES.  29 

As  long  as  Thou  deemest  it  right, 

That  here  on  this  earth  I  should  stay, 

I  pra}^  Thee  to  guard  me  by  night. 
And  help  me  to  serve  Thee  by  day ; 

And  when  all  the  days  of  my  life  shall  have 
past, 

Receive  me  in  heaven  to  praise  Thee  at  last. 

24. 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend; 
Whose  love  is  as  great  as  His  power. 
And  neither  knows  measure  or  end. 

'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last. 

Whose  spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 

We  '11  praise  Him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  Him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


25. 

WHEN  children  give  their  hearts  to  God, 
'Tis  pleasing  in  His  eyes; 
A  flower,  when  oifer'd  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  mean  sacrifice. 

^T  is  better  far  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes ; 
For  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin 

Are  hardened  in  their  crimes. 
3* 


30  HYMXS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 

And  make  our  virtue  strong. 

To  Thee,  Almighty  God,  to  Thee 

May  we  our  hearts  resign ; 
^Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 

That  our  best  days  were  Thine. 


26. 

WHAT  if  a  little  drop  should  say 
"  So  small  a  drop  as  I 
Can  ne'er  refresh  these  thirsty  fields ; 
1^11  tarry  in  the  sky.'' 

What  if  a  shining  beam  of  noon 
Should  in  its  fountain  stay. 

Because  its  feeble  light  alone 
Cannot  create  a  day? 

Doth  not  each  rain-drop  help  to  form 
The  cool  refreshing  shower? 

And  every  ray  of  light  to  warm 
And  beautify  the  flower? 

Then  let  each  child  its  influence  give 
0  Lord,  to  truth  and  Thee ; 

Then  shall  its  power  be  felt  by  all 
However  small  it  be. 


AND     FAMILIES.  31 


27. 


THERE'S  not  a  tint  that  paints  the  rose, 
Or  decks  the  lily  fair, 
Or  streaks  the  humblest  flower  that  grows, 
But  God  has  placed  it  there. 

There's  not  of  grass  a  simple  blade. 

Or  leaf  of  lowliest  mien, 
Where  heavenly  skill  is  not  displayed, 

And  heavenly  wisdom  seen. 

There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  spreading  earth ; 
There 's  not  a  cloud,  or  dark,  or  bright, 

But  mercy  gave  it  birth. 

Then  wake,  my  soul,  and  sing  His  name, 

And  all  His  praise  rehearse. 
Who  spread  abroad  earth's  glorious  frame. 

And  made  the  universe. 


Y 
28. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous,  godly  fear, 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near. 


32  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 
Of  pride,  or  fond  desire; 

To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

From  Thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve. 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  the  eye, 
0  God,  my  conscience  make ; 

Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 


29. 


A 


CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 

A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 


To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
0  may  it  all  my  powers  engage. 

To  do  my  Master's  will. 

Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  Thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  oh !  Thy  servant.  Lord,  prepare 

A  strict  account  to  give. 


AND    FAMILIES.  33 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  Thyself  rclj, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forever  die. 

30. 

I  WANT  to  be  an  angel, 
And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 
A  harp  within  my  hand; 
There,  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
I^d  wake  the  sweetest  music, 
And  praise  Him  day  and  night. 

I  never  should  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear. 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear ; 
But,  blessed,  pure,  and  holy, 

I  'd  dwell  in  Jesus'  sight, 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands. 

Praise  Him  both  day  and  night. 

I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  Jesus  will  forgive; 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heaven  to  live. 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  languish. 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
0  send  a  shining  angel, 

To  bear  me  to  the  sky. 


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31. 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  hearen 
Thousands  of  children  stand, — 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band,  — 
Singing,   "  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God 
on  high ! '' 

In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white 

See  every  one  array'd. 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 

And  joys  that  never  fade. 

What  brought  them  to  that  world  above, 
That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 

Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love: 
How  came  those  children  there  ? 

Because  the  Saviour  shed  His  blood 

To  wash  away  their  sin  : 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood 

Behold  them  vrhite  and  clean ! 

On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace^ 
On  earth  they  loved  His  name  ; 

So  now  they  see  His  blessed  face. 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb,  — 
Singing,   "  Glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God 


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ANDFAMILIES.  35 


32. 


THE  Lord  attends  when  children  pray, 
A  whisper  He  can  hear  ; 
He  knows  not  only  what  we  say, 
But  what  we  wish  or  fear. 

^Tis  not  enough  to  bend  the  knee. 
And  words  of  prayer  to  say ; 

The  heart  must  with  the  lips  agree. 
Or  else  we  do  not  pray. 

Teach  us,  0  Lord,  to  pray  aright, 

Thy  grace  to  us  impart. 
That  we  in  prayer  may  take  delight, 

And  serve  Thee  with  the  heart. 


33. 

THE  lambs  of  Jesus  —  who  are  they, 
But  children  that  believe  and  pray ; 
That  keep  God's  laws,  and  ask  His  grace, 
And  seek  a  heavenly  dwelling-place? 

The  lambs  of  Jesus !  they  are  meek, 
The  words  of  peace  and  truth  they  speak ; 
To  all  God's  creatures  they  are  kind, 
And,  like  the  Lord,  of  gentle  mind. 


86  HYMNS    rOR    SCHOOLS 

The  lambs  of  Jesus  —  oh  !  that  we 
Might  of  that  blessed  number  be ! 
Lord,  take  us  early  to  Thy  love, 
And  lead  us  to  the  fold  above. 


V 
34. 

HEAR,  ye  not  a  voice  from  heaven, 
To  the  listening  spirit  given  ? 
"Children,  come,"  it  seems  to  say; 
*'  Give  your  hearts  to  me  to-day." 


Sweet  as  is  a  mother's  love, 
Tender  as  the  heavenly  Dove ; 
Thus  it  speaks  a  Saviour's  charms, 
Thus  it  wins  us  to  His  arms. 


Lord,  we  will  remember  Thee, 
While  from  pain  and  sorrow  free; 
While  our  day  is  in  its  dew, 
And  the  cares  of  life  are  few. 


While  to  Thee,  0  Lord,  we  come 
In  our  early  morning's  bloom. 
Breathe  on  us  Thy  grace  divine, 
Take  our  hearts  and  make  them  Thine. 


AND    FAMILIES.  37 


35. 

JESUS  CHRIST,  my  Lord  and  Saviour, 
Once  became  a  child  like  me  : 
0  that  in  my  whole  behaviour, 
He  my  pattern  still  might  be. 

All  my  nature  is  unholy. 

Pride  and  passion  dwell  within  ; 

But  the  Lord  was  meek  and  lowly, 
And  was  never  known  to  sin. 

While  I^m  often  vainly  trying 
Some  new  pleasure  to  possess, 

He  was  always  self-denying, 
Patient  in  His  worst  distress. 

Lord,  assist  a  feeble  creature ; 

Guide  me  by  Thy  word  of  truth ; 
Condescend  to  be  my  teacher, 

Through  my  childhood  and  my  youth. 


36. 

JESUS  appeared  on  earth, 
Not  as  a  prince  or  king ; 
He  came  a  child  of  heavenly  birth, 

Good-will  and  peace  to  bring. 
4 


38  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

The  youth  received  His  love, 
His  blessing  and  His  care, 

And  still,  though  now  He  reigns  above, 
His  tenderest  love  they  share. 

May  Tve  this  day  begin 
To  love  the  vrays  of  truth ; 

To  shun  the  slippery  paths  of  sin, 
And  walk  with  God  in  youth. 


V 
37. 


JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  Thee ! 
Ashamed  of  Thee,  whom  angels  praise,  — 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days! 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  —  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ; 
No!  —  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  His  name. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  —  yes,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain: 
And  oh !  may  this  my  glory  be,  — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


AND     FAMILIES.  39 


38. 


IT  is  not  earthly  pleasure, 
That  withers  in  a  day; 
It  is  not  mortal  treasure, 
That  flieth  soon  away; 
It  is  not  friends  that  leave  us, 

It  is  not  sense  or  sin, 
That  smile  h\it  to  deceive  us, 
Can  give  us  peace  within. 


But  'tis  religion  bringeth 

Joy  beyond  earth's  control ; 
Kich  from  the  throne  it  springeth, 

A  fountain  to  the  soul. 
He  that  is  meek  and  lowly, 

The  Saviour's  face  shall  see ; 
To  none  but  to  the  holy 

Heaven's  gates  shall  opened  be. 


Lord,  be  Thy  Spirit  near  us, 

While  we  Thy  words  are  taught; 
And  may  these  days  that  cheer  us 

With  future  good  be  fraught ; 
May  we,  to  heaven  invited, 

AVhen  youth  and  life  are  flown, 
Teachers  and  taught  united. 

Assemble  round  the  throne. 


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39. 

OUR  evil  actions  spring 
From  small  and  hidden  seeds: 
At  first  we  think  some  wicked  thin^ 
Then  practise  sinful  deeds. 

"Wherever  sin  begins, 

It  tends  to  death  and  woe ; 

And  he  who  heeds  not  little  sins 
A  sinner's  doom  shall  know. 

0  for  a  holy  fear 

Of  every  evil  way, 
That  we  may  never  venture  near 

The  path  that  leads  astray. 


40. 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose ! 

Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
"Whose  heart,  inspired  with  influence  sweet, 

Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 


AND    FAMILIES.  41 

By  cool  Siloarn^s  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 

Must  shortly  fade  away. 

And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintery  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 

And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

0  Thou !  who  givest  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  Thy  grace  alone. 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 

To  keep  us  still  Thy  own. 


41. 

BEFORE  we  close  our  eyes  to-night 
0  let  us  each  these  questions  ask ; 
Have  we  endeavored  to  do  right, 
Nor  thought  our  duty  but  a  task? 

Have  we  been  gentle,  lowly,  meek, 

And  the  small  voice  of  conscience  heard. 

When  passion  tempted  us  to  speak, 
Have  we  repressed  the  angry  word? 

Have  we  with  cheerful  zeal  obeyed 
What  our  kind  parents  bade  us  do? 

And  not  by  word  or  action  said 

The  thing  that  was  not  strictly  true? 
4* 


42  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

In  hard  temptation's  troubled  hour, 
Then  have  we  stopped  to  think  and  pray, 

That  God  would  give  the  soul  the  power 
To  chase  the  sinful  thought  away? 

0  Thou  !  who  seest  all  my  heart, 
Do  Thou  forgive  and  love  me  still ; 

Do  Thou  to  me  new  strength  impart, 
And  make  me  love  and  do  Thy  will. 


42. 

('^  OD  might  have  made  the  earth  bring  forth 
T     Enough  for  great  and  small, 
The  oak-tree  and  the  cedar-tree, 
AVithout  a  flower  at  all. 

lie  might  have  made  enough,  enough, 

For  every  want  of  ours ; 
For  luxury,  medicine,  and  toil, 

And  yet  have  made  no  flowers. 

Then  wherefore,  wherefore  were  they  made, 

And  dyed  with  rainbow  light, 
All  fashioned  with  supremest  grace, 

Up-springing  day  and  night? 

Our  outward  life  requires  them  not  — 
Then  wherefore  had  they  birth? 

To  minister  delight  to  man ; 
To  beautify  the  earth. 


AND    FAMILIES. 


43 


To  comfort  man  —  to  whisper  hope 
Whene'er  his  faith  is  dim ; 

For  who  so  careth  for  the  flowers, 
Will  much  more  care  for  him ! 


43. 

GO,  when  the  morning  shineth, 
Go,  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go,  when  the  eve  declineth. 
Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go,  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thoughts  away. 
And  in  thy  chamber  kneeling. 
Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee, 
Pray  too  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim. 
And  link  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

Or  if  His  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way ; 


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E'en  then,  the  silent  breathing 

Thy  spirit  lifts  above, 
"Will  reach  His  throne  of  glory, 

Who  is  Mercy,  Truth,  and  Love. 

Oh  !   not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare, 
The  power  that  He  hath  given  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer ! 
W^hen'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  His  footstool  fall. 
And  remember  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 


•44. 

HOW  beautiful  the  setting  sun ! 
The  clouds  how  bright  and  gay! 
The  stars,  appearing  one  by  one. 
How  beautiful  are  they ! 

And  when  the  moon  climbs  up  the  sky, 
And  sheds  her  gentle  light. 

And  hangs  her  crystal  lamp  on  high, 
How  beautiful  is  night ! 

And  can  it  be  I  am  possessed 
Of  something  brighter  far? 

Glows  there  a  light  within  this  breast 
Outshining  every  star? 


AND    FAMILIES.  46 

Yes,  should  the  sun  and  stars  turn  pale, 

The  mountains  melt  away, 
This  flame  within  shall  never  fail. 

But  live  in  endless  day. 


This  is  my  soul,  that  God  has  given,  — 

Sin  may  its  lustre  dim. 
Religion  bears  it  up  to  heaven. 

And  leads  it  back  to  Him. 


Y 
45. 

SAVIOUR,  while  my  heart  is  tender, 
I  would  yield  that  heart  to  Thee ; 
All  my  powers  to  Thee  surrender. 

Thine  and  only  Thine  to  be. 
Take  me  now.  Lord  Jesus,  take  me, 

Let  my  youthful  heart  be  Thine: 
Thy  devoted  servant  make  me ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  love  divine. 

Send  me,  Lord,  where  Thou  wilt  send  me, 

Only  do  Thou  guide  my  way ; 
May  Thy  grace  through  life  attend  me, 

Gladly  then  shall  I  obey. 
Let  me  do  Thy  will,  or  bear  it, 

I  would  know  no  will  but  Thine ; 
Shouldst  Thou  take  my  life,  or  spare  it, 

I  that  life  to  Thee  resign. 


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May  this  solemn  dedication 

Never  once  forgetten  lie ; 
Let  it  know  no  revocation, 

Published  and  confirmed  on  high. 
Thine  I  am,  0  Lord,  forever. 

To  Thy  service   set  apart ; 
Suffer  me  to  leave  Thee  never ; 

Seal  Thine  image  on  my  heart. 


46. 


SWEET  is  the  time  of  spring, 
When  nature's  charms  appear ; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year. 
But  sweeter  far  the  spring 
Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 
Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 


Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky ; 
AVlien  shades  of  darkness  pass  away, 

And  morning  beams  are  nigh: 
But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth ; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn 

Before  the  light  of  truth. 


AND     FAMILIES.  47 

Sweet  is  the  early  dew 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops, 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view 

With  pearly,  glittering  drops : 
But  sweeter  far  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distil. 


V 

47. 

C1HILD  of  frailty,  when  thy  breast 
J    Heaves  with  solemn  thoughts  oppressed: 
Longing  fervently  to  love 
Ilim  whom  angels  praise  above ; 
When  thy  soul  would  learn  His  will, 
Seek  retirement  and  "  be  still.'" 

Stir  not  there  unhallowed  zeal, 
Ask  Him  how  to  think  and  feel, 
Then,  if  to  thy  heart  be  pour'd 
Words  for  praying  to  the  Lord, 
Thankfully  with  these  alone 
Make  thy  supplications  known. 

But  if  in  such  awful  hour, 

By  the  promised  Helper's  power. 

Thoughts  are  breathed  into  thy  mind 

For  our  language  too  refined. 

Offer  these  in  silent  fear ; 

God  is  present,  God  can  hear. 


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48. 

IN  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night, 
The  lamp  of  God  was  burning  bright ; 
And  there,  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel,  the  child,  securely  slept. 

A.  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke ; 
"  Samuel !  ^^  it  called,  and  thrice  it  spoke  ; 
He  rose  ;  he  asked  whence  came  the  word ; 
From  Eli?     No,  —  it  was  the  Lord. 

Thus  early  called  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  he  trod ; 
Prophetic  visions  fired  his  breast, 
And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

Speak,  Lord,  and  from  our  earliest  days 
Incline  our  hearts  to  love  Thy  ways ; 
Thy  wakening  voice  hath  reached  our  ear : 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us ;  Thy  servants  hear. 


Y 

49. 

IN  a  modest,  humble  mind, 
God  himself  will  take  delight 
But  the  proud  and  haughty  find 
They  are  hateful  in  His  sight. 


AND    FAMILIES.  49 

Jesus  Christ  was  meek  and  mild, 
And  no  angry  thoughts  allowed; 

0  shall  then  a  little  child 

Dare  to  be  perverse  and  proud? 

This  indeed  should  never  be ; 

Lord,  forbid  it,  vre  entreat ; 
Grant  that  all  may  learn  of  Thee 

That  humility  is  sweet. 

Make  it  shine  in  every  part; 

Fill  us  with  this  heavenly  grace-? 
For  the  youngest  tender  heart 

Surely  is  its  proper  place. 


50. 

SEE  the  kind  Shepherd,  Jesus,  stands, 
And  calls  His  sheep  by  name; 
Gathers  the  feeble  in  His  arms 
And  feeds  the  tender  lambs. 

He  ^11  lead  us  to  the  heavenly  streams, 

Where  living  waters  flow  ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields, 

Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

When,  wandering  from  the  fold,  we  leave 
The  straight  and  narrow  way. 

Our  faithful  Shepherd  still  is  near, 
To  guide  us  lest  we  stray. 

5  D 


50  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

The  feeblest  lamb  amidst  the  flock, 
Shall  be  the  Shepherd's  care ; 

While  folded  in  the  Saviour's  arm, 
We  ^re  safe  from  every  snare. 


Y 
51. 


WOULD  we  invrard  peace  enjoy, 
AVe  must  first  be  poor  in  spirit, 
At  the  feet  of  Jesus  lie, 

Trusting  only  in  His  merit ; 
Then  our  kind  and  loving  Lord 
Will  to  us  His  strength  afford. 


None  from  God  so  distant  are, 
None  so  sinful,  none  so  wretched, 

BVit  they  may  His  mercy  share, 
For  His  arms  are  still  outstretched; 

Yet  we  must,  when  we  apply, 

On  His  grace  alone  rely. 


In  this  humble  happy  frame, 

And  from  grace  to  grace  proceeding, 

We  press  forward  in  His  name, 

And  have  cause  to  bless  His  leading ; 

Gladden'd  by  His  looks  of  grace, 

We  run  our  appointed  race. 


AND     FAMILIES.  51 


Y 
52. 


QINCE  we  can't  doubt  God's  equal  love, 

O     Unmeasurably  kind ; 

To  His  unerring  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned ; 
Good  when  He  gives,  supremely  good ; 

Nor  less  when  He  denies ; 
E'en  crosses  from  His  sovereign  hand 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 


Whate'er  I  ask,  I  surely  know 

And  steadfastly  believe, 
He  will  the  thing  desired  bestow, 

Or  else  a  better  give; 
To  Thee  I  therefore,  Lord,  submit 

My  every  fond  request, 
And  own,  adoring  at  Thy  feet. 

Thy  will  is  always  best. 


53. 

LET  not  your  heart  be  faint, 
My  Peace  I  give  to  you : 
Such  peace ,  as  reason  never  plannM, 
As  worldlings  never  knew. 


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'Tis  not  the  stilly  calm 

That  bodes  a  tempest  nigh, 

Or  lures  the  heedless  mariner, 
Where  rocks  and  quicksands  lie. 

It  is  not  nature's  sleep, 

The  stupor  of  the  soul, 
That  knows  not  God,  or  owns  His  hand, 

Tho'  wide  His  thunders  roll. 


^Tis  not  the  sleep  of  death, 

Low  in  the  darksome  grave, 
Where  the  worm  spreads  its  couch  and  feeds, 

No  hand  put  forth  to  save. 


It  speaks  a  ransomed  world, 

A  father  reconciled, 
A  sinner  to  a  saint  transformed, 

A  rebel  to  a  child. 


It  tells  of  joys  to  come, 

It  soothes  the  troubled  breast, 

It  shines  a  star  amid  the  storm, 
The  harbinger  of  rest. 

Then  murmur  not,  nor  mourn, 

My  people  faint  and  few, 
Though  earth  to  its  foundation  shake. 

My  peace  I  leave  with  you. 


AND     FAMILIES.  53" 


54. 


LORD,  if  Thou  Thy  grace  impart, 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
I  shall  as  my  Master  be 
Clothed  with  humility  ;  — 

Simple,  teachable,  and  mild, 
Chang'd  into  a  little  child ; 
Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides, 
"Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 

Father,  fix  my  soul  on  Thee, 
Every  evil  let  me  flee ; 
Nothing  want  below,  above ; 
Happy  in  Thy  precious  love. 

0  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Christ  combined ! 
Him  let  Israel  still  adore ; 
Trust  Him,  praise  Him  ever  more. 


55. 

COME,  blessed  Spirit,  gracious  Lord, 
Thy  power  to  us  make  known ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  Thy  word, 
And  break  each  heart  of  stone. 
5^ 


54  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Give  us  ourselves  and  Christ  to  know, 
In  this  our  gracious  day ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 
Christ's  pardoning  love  display. 

Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 

And  freely  then  release ; 
fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief, 

And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

Show  us  our  poverty,  relieve 
And  then  enrich  the  poor ; 

The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give. 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

A  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart, 
And  then  remove  the  load: 

Trouble,  then  lead  the  troubled  heart 
To  Christ's  atoning  blood. 


56. 

AS  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
Shines  on  every  place  the  same. 
So  the  Lord  is  ever  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  His  name. 

When  they  move  at  duty's  call, 
He  is  with  them  by  the  way ; 

He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go,  and  those  who  stay. 


ANDFAMILIES.  55 

From  His  holy  mercy-seat 

Nothing  can  their  souls  confine; 

Still  in  spirit  they  may  meet, 
And  in  sweet  communion  join. 

Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer ! 

Tender  Shepherd  of  Thy  sheep, 
Let  Thy  merc}^  and  Thy  care 

All,  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

In  Thy  strength  may  we  be  strong; 

Sanctify  each  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  Thou  wilt,  ere  long, 

Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

57. 

AS  oft,  with  worn  and  weary  feet, 
We  tread  earth's  rugged  pathway  o'er, 
The  thought  how  comforting  and  sweet, — 

Christ  trod  this  very  path  before ; 
Our  wants,  our  weaknesses.  He  knows, 
From  life's  first  dawning  to  its  close. 

If  we,  beneath  temptation's  stress 
Do  fight  against  dark  powers  within, 

So,  in  Judea's  wilderness 
Christ  wrestled  with  the  thoughts  of  sin, 

When  in  a  weary,  lonely  hour. 

The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 


56   .  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

So,  tried  as  I,  this  earth  He  trod, 
Knew  every  human  ill  but  sin, 

And  though  the  holiest  Son  of  God 
As  I  am  now,  so  hath  He  been ; 

Jesus,  my  Saviour !  look  on  me ; 

For  help  and  strength  I  turn  to  Thee. 


58. 

ALL  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 
Heirs  of  the  earth  and  skies ; 
All  men  are  equal,  when  that  earth 
Fails  from  their  dying  eyes. 

God  greets  the  throngs  who  pay  their  vows 
In  courts  their  hands  have  made ; 

And  hears  the  worshipper  who  bows 
Beneath  the  plantain  shade. 


'Tis  man  alone  who  difference  sees 

And  speaks  of  high  or  low, 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 

While  the  same  path  they  go. 

0,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all,  their  rights  of  love ! 
In  power,  and  wealth,  exult  no  more; 

In  wisdom,  lowly  move. 


ANDFAMILIES.  Sj 

Ye  great !  renounce  your  earth-born  pride ; 

Ye  low !  your  shame  and  fear ; 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side ; 

Your  brotherhood  revere. 


59. 


r^  OD  is  love ;  His  mercy  brightens 
vX    All  the  path  in  which  we  move ; 
Bliss  He  wakes,  and  woe  He  lightens; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


Change  and  chance  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
Bi^t  His  mercy  waneth  never ; 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 
Will  His  changeless  goodness  prove ; 

From  the  gloom  His  brightness  streameth 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 

Everywhere  His  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 


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60. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken 
Formed  thee  for  His  own  abode. 

On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 
What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose 

"With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love. 

Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage? 

Love,  which  like  the  Lord  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 


See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 

Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 
Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 

Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 
Which  He  gives  them  when  they  pray. 


AND    FAMILIES. 


Y 
61. 


HATH  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned 
At  evening's  calm  and  holy  hour, 
As  if  its  inmost  depths  discerned 
The  presence  of  a  loftier  power? 


Hast  thou  not  heard  'mid  forest  glades, 
While  ancient  rivers  murmured  by, 

A  voice  from  forth  the  eternal  shades, 
That  spake  a  present  Deity? 


And  as,  upon  the  sacred  page 

Thine  eye  in  rapt  attention  turned 

O'er  records  of  a  holier  age, 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned? 


It  was  the  voice  of  God  that  spake 
In  silence  to  thy  silent  heart; 

And  bade  each  worthier  thought  awake. 
And  every  dream  of  earth  depart. 


Voice  of  our  God,  0  be  yet  near ! 

In  low,  sweet  accents,  whisper  peace ; 
Direct  us  on  our  pathway  here, 

Then  bid  in  heaven  our  wanderings  cease. 


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62. 

THE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
And  trusts  in  his  crucified  Lord, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 

Redemption  in  full  through  His  blood. 


The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 
And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 

Is  more  than  mere  fancy  or  name, 
The  -work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 


It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell 
It  vanquishes  death  and  despair ; 

And,  vrhat  is  still  stranger  to  tell. 
It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer. 


It  says  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart,'' 
That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul: 

It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

The  wounded  in  conscience  makes  whole. 


Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white ; 

And  raises  the  sinner  on  high. 
To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 


AND    FAMILIES.  61 


63. 


THINK,  0  ye  who  fondly  languish 
O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love, 
AVhile  your  bosoms  throb  with  anguish, 
They  are  singing  praise  above. 

While  your  silent  steps  are  straying 

Lonely  through  night's  deepening  shade. 

Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 
From  the  hand  of  God  most  high ; 

In  His  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

Cease,  then,  mourner,  cease  to  languish 
O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love ; 

Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish. 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 


64. 

TIME  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day  — 
A  journey  to  the  tomb: 


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Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 
Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 

All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb : 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

'f 

65. 

^rp  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

J_    We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

The  want  of  sight  it  well  supplies; 

Faith  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  it  pries. 

And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 


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66. 


"TTyHEN  Jesus  left  His  heavenly  throne, 

VV     He  chose  an  humble  birth ; 

His  brightest  glories  were  unknown 

When  He  came  down  to  earth. 


Like  Him  may  we  be  found  below, 

In  humble  paths  of  peace ; 
Like  Him,  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 

As  years  and  strength  increase. 

His  words  were  sweet,  and  kind  His  look, 
When  mothers  round  Him  prest ; 

Their  infants  in  His  arms  He  took, 
And  then  pronounced  them  blest. 

Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  charms, 

Beneath  His  watchful  eye, 
May  we  be  folded  in  His  arms, 

And  on  His  bosom  lie. 


67. 

JESUS  gives  us  true  repentance. 
By  His  Spirit  sent  from  heaven; 
Jesus  whispers  this  sweet  sentence, 
"  Son,  thy  sins  are  all  forgiven/' 


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Faith  He  gives  us  to  believe  Him, 
Grateful  hearts  His  love  to  praise ; 

Want  we  Tvisdom  ?     He  must  give  it, 
Hearing  ears,  and  seeing  eyes. 

Jesus  gives  us  pure  affections, 

Helps  us  do  what  He  commands ; 
Makes  us  follow  His  directions, 

Gives  us  willing  feet  and  hands ; 
All  our  prayers,  and  all  our  praises, 

We  should  offer  in  His  name ; 
He  who  dictates  them,  is  Jesus ; 

He  T^ho  answers,  is  the  same. 


68. 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  earth's  encumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  closing  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear ; 
And  all  His  promises  to  plead 

When  none  but  God  can  hear. 

I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore ; 

And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 


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I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 

While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

Thus  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 

And  lead  to  endless  day. 


69. 

How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight 
Where  kindred  souls  agree ! 
How  blest  the  place  where  hearts  unite 
In  bands  of  piety ! 

All  in  their  proper  stations  move, 

And  each  fulfils  his  part, 
In  every  care  of  life  and  love, 

With  sympathizing  heart. 

How  happy  are  the  sons  of  peace 
Their  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 

And  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

Here  peace,  like  morning  dew,  distils 

Its  blessings  from  above ; 
While  grateful  joy  each  bosom  fills. 

And  every  heart  is  love. 

6*  E 


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70. 

A  MINUTE,  how  soon  it  is  flown! 
And  yet,  how  important  it  is  1 
God  calls  every  moment  His  own, 

For  all  our  existence  is  His: 
And  tho'  we  may  waste  them  in  folly  and  play, 
He  notices  each  that  we  squander  away. 

We  should  not  a  minute  despise. 

Although  it  so  quickly  is  o'er ; 
We  know  that  it  rapidly  flies. 

And  therefore  should  prize  it  the  more. 
Another  indeed  may  appear  in  its  stead, 
But  that  precious  minute  forever  is  fled. 

'Tis  easy  to  squander  our  years 

In  idleness,  folly,  and  strife ; 
But  oh  !  no  repentance,  nor  tears. 

Can  bring  back  one  moment  of  life. 
Then  wisely  improve  all  the  time  as  it  goes, 
And  life  will  be  happy,  and  peaceful  the  close. 

V 

71. 

OPEN,  Lord,  mine  inward  ear, 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 
The  comfort  of  Thy  voice; 


AND    FAMILIES.  67 

Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 

Or  where  earthquakes  rock  the  place, 

Still  and  silent  is  the  sound, 
The  whisper  of  Thy  grace. 

From  the  world  of  sin,  and  noise, 

And  hurry,  I  withdraw ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 

I  wait  with  humble  awe ; 
Silent  am  I  now,  and  still, 

Will  not  in  Thy  presence  move  ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  Thy  love  I 


72. 


OTHOU,  who  hast  at  Thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  Thy  hand ! 
Our  wayward^  erring  hearts  incline 
To  know  no  other  will  but  Thine  I 

Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 
That  stands  between  ourselves  and  Thee. 

Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  Thee ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 


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And  while  we  to  Thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  Thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  Thy  willing  servants  home. 

V 

73. 

TTTATCHMAN!  tell  us  of  the  night, 

VV     What  its  signs  of  promise  are; 
Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star! 
Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Traveller !  yes ;  it  brings  the  day, 

The  promised  day  of  Israel ! 

Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night. 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; 
Traveller !   blessedness  and  light. 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman !  will  its  beam|  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night. 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn ; 
Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman!  now  thy  wanderings  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home  ; 
Traveller !  lo !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  I  the  Son  of  God  is  come. 


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74. 


PEAYER  is  to  God  the  soul's  sure  way; 
So  flows  the  grace  He  waits  to  give; 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray ; 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 
if  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay, 

If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress. 

In  every  need,  still  watch  and  pray. 

'Tis  pra^^er  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 
Though  poor  and  broken  be  its  word ; 

Pray  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak ; 
The  breathings  of  the  soul  are  heard. 

1      Depend  on  Him ;  thou  shalt  prevail ; 

Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known; 
\      Fear  not,  His  mercy  will  not  fail ; 
i         Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 


Y 

75. 


SWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
In  earnest  pleading  flows ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  'heme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 


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Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires, 
Hope  points  the  upward  gaze ; 

And  love,  untrembling  love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

But  sweeter  far,  the  still  small  voice, 

Heard  by  no  human  ear, 
When  God  hath  made  the  heart  rejoice, 

And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

Nor  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there ; 
But  listening  spirits  comprehend, 

And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 


76. 

THIRSTING  for  a  living  spring, 
Seeking  for  a  higher  home, 
Resting  where  our  souls  must  cling, 
Trusting,  hoping,  Lord,  we  come. 

Glorious  hopes  our  spirit  fill. 

When  we  feel  that  Thou  art  near: 

Father !  then  our  fears  are  still, 

Then  the  soul's  bright  end  is  clear. 

Life's  hard  conflict  we  would  win, 
Read  the  meaning  of  life's  froAvn ; 

Change  the  thorn-bound  wreath  of  sin 
For  the  spirit's  starry  crown. 


AND     FAMILIES.  71 

Make  us  beautiful  within 

By  Thy  spirit's  holy  light: 
Guard  us  when  our  faitli  burns  dim. 

Father  of  all  love  and  might! 


V 
77. 


THE  offerings  to  Thy  throne  which  rise 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice, 
Unless  the  heart  be  there. 


Upon  Thine  all  discerning  ear 
Let  no  vain  words  intrude ; 

No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere, — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 


Our  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  Thee  ; 
If  Thy  pure  spirit  touch  the  breast 

With  its  own  purity. 


0,  may  that  spirit  warm  each  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 

Some  rays  of  heaven  above. 


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78. 

THEY  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place; 
If  we  live  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

In  our  sickness  and  our  health, 
In  our  wants,  or  in  our  wealth. 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'T  is  the  time  for  earnest  prayer ;  — 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait 
To  thy  Father  come,  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer;  — 
God  is  present  everywhere. 


79. 

BROTHER,  hast  thou  wandered  far 
From  thy  Father's  happy  home, 
With  thyself  ^nd  God  at  war? 

Turn  thee,  brother,  homeward  come! 


AND     FAMILIES. 

Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 

God  for  noble  uses  gave? 
Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours? 

Turn  thee,  brother,  God  can  save ! 

Is  a  mighty  famine  now 

In  thy  heart  and  in  thy  soul? 

Discontent  upon  thy  brow  ? 

Turn  thee,  Jesus  can  make  whole  I 

He  can  heal  thy  bitterest  wound. 
He  thy  gentlest  prayer  can  hear ; 

Seek  Him,  for  He  may  be  found; 
Call  upon  Him,  He  is  near. 

/ 

80. 

ONOT  alone  with  outward  sign 
J     Of  fear,  or  voice  from  heaven, 
The  message  of  a  truth  divine, 

The  call  of  God,  is  given ; 
Awakening  in  the  human  heart 
Love  for  the  truth  and  right, 
Zeal  for  the  Christian's  better  part. 
Strength  for  the  Christian's  fight. 

Though  heralded  by  naught  of  fear, 

Or  inward  sign,  or  show; 
Though  only  to  the  inward  ear 

It  whisper  soft  and  low; 

7 


73 


74  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Though  dropping  as  the  manna  fell 
Unseen,  yet  from  above, 

Holy  and  gentle,  heed  it  well — 
The  call  to  truth  and  love. 


Y 
81. 

ACQUAINT  thee,  0  mortal !  acquaint  thee  with 
God, 
And  joy,  like  the  sunshine,   shall  beam  on   thy 

road ; 
And  peace,  like  the  dew,  shall  descend  round  thy 

head. 
And  sleep,  like  an  angel,  shall  visit  thy  bed. 

Acquaint  thee,  0  spirit !  acquaint  thee  with  God, 
And  He  shall  be  Avith  thee  when  fears  are  abroad ; 
Thy  safeguard  in  danger  that  threatens  thy  path, 
Thy  joy  in  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death. 


82. 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  Thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  Thou  hearest  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  Thee  to  wait 

Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 
On  Thee,  Almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 


AND     FAMILIES.  75 

I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  beliind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 
A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 

The  consecrated  cross. 


I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  Thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  bids  the  tempter  fly ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 


I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  Thee,  and  Thy  great  name  ; 
This  blessing  above  all. 

Always  to  pray,  I  want: 
Out  of  the  deep  on  Thee  to  call, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

I  rest  upon  Thy  word  ; 

The  promise  is  for  me; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  Thee ; 


76  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 

Till  Thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  Thy  perfect  love. 


83. 


LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  Thy  people  known ; 
A  rest,  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  Thou  art  loved  alone. 


A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 

Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 


0,  that  I  now  that  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in ; 
Now,   Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow. 

And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 


Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 

All  unbelief  remove ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 

The  sabbath  of  Thy  love. 


AND     FAMILIES.  77 


84. 

THE  fountain  in  its  source 
No  drought  of  summer  fears ; 
The  further  it  pursues  its  course, 
The  nobler  it  appears. 

But  shallow  cisterns  yield 

A  scanty,  short  supply ; 
The  morning  sees  them  amply  filled, 

The  evening  sees  them  dry. 

The  cisterns  I  forsake, 
0  Fount  of  Life,  for  thee ! 

My  thirst  with  living  waters  slake, 
And  drink  eternity. 


y 

85. 


THEY,  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 
Safely  dwell,  though  danger's  nigh ; 
Lo,  His  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 

Vain  temptation's  wily  snare ; 
They  shall  be  the  Father's  care; 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 


78  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS- 

When  they  wake  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep ; 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near, 
Faith  and  love  can  never  fear. 


Y 

86. 

pEJOICE  in  God  alway ; 
JAj    When  earth  looks  heavenly  bright, 
When  joy  makes  glad  the  livelong  day, 
And  peace  shuts  in  the  night. 

Rejoice  when  care  and  woe 

The  fainting  soul  oppress ; 
When  tears  at  wakeful  midnight  flow. 

And  morn  brings  heaviness. 

Rejoice  in  hope  and  fear ; 

Rejoice  in  life  and  death ; 
Rejoice  when  threatening  storms  are  near, 

And  comfort  languisheth. 

When  should  not  they  rejoice, 
Whom  Christ  His  brethren  calls ; 

Who  hear  and  know  His  guiding  voice, 
When  on  their  heart  it  falls. 

So,  though  our  path  is  steep, 

And  many  a  tempest  lowers, 
Shall  His  own  peace  our  spirits  keep, 

And  Christ's  dear  love  be  ours. 


AND    FAMILIES.  79 


87. 


YE  servants  of  the  Lord ! 
Each  in  your  office  wait, 
Observant  of  His  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  His  gate. 

Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame : 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  His  sight 
For  holy  is  His  name. 

Watch  !  ^t  is  your  Lord's  command ; 

And  while  we  speak,  He 's  near ; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  His  hand, 

And  ready  all  appear. 

0  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 

And  be  with  honor  crowned. 


88. 

SHx4.LL  we  grow  weary  in  our  watch, 
And  murmur  at  the  long  delay, 
Impatient  of  our  Father's  time, 
And  His  appointed  way? 


HYMNS     FOR    SCHOOLS 

Oh!  oft  a  deeper  test  of  faith, 

Than  prison-cell,  or  martyr's  stake, 

The  self-renouncing  watchfulness 
Of  silent  prayer  may  make. 


We  gird  us  bravely  to  rebuke 

Our  erring  brother  in  the  wrong ; 

And  in  the  ear  of  pride  and  power, 
Our  warning  voice  is  strong. 


Easier  to  smite  with  Peter's  sword 

Than  watch  one  hour  in  humbling  prayer 

Life's  great  things,  like  the  Syrian  lord, 
Our  hearts  can  do  and  dare. 


But  oh  !  we  shrink  from  Jordan^s  side, 
From  waters  which  alone  can  save, 

And  murmur  for  Abana's  tide 
And  Pharpar's  brighter  wave. 

0  Thou !  who  in  the  garden's  shade 
Did'st  wake  Thy  weary  ones  again, 

Who  slumbered  at  that  fearful  hour. 
Forgetful  of  Thy  pain, — 

Bend  o'er  us  now,  as  over  them, 
And  set  our  sleep-bound  spirits  free. 

Nor  leave  us  slumbering  in  the  watch 
Our  souls  should  keep  with  Thee. 


ANDFAMILIES.  81" 

Y 
89. 

Of  KNOW  ye  not  that  ye 
i     The  temple  are  of  God? 
Revere  the  earth-built  shrine  where  He 
Should  find  a  meet  abode. 

Immortal  man,  keep  pure 

Thyself,  that  mystic  shrine ; 
Let  hate  of  all  that's  dark  endure, 

And  love  of  all  divine. 

Let  saintly  thoughts  be  shown 

In  act  by  saintly  things ; 
Like  glories  through  the  temple  thrown 

From  cherub's  curtained  wings. 

Let  life,  a  holy  stream 

Its  fountain  holy  show ; 
Reflecting  with  a  softened  gleam, 

Heaven's  purity  below. 


90. 

DOES  the  Lord  of  glory  speak 
To  His  creatures  here  below; 
And  may  souls  so  frail  and  weak, 
All  His  gracious  dealings  know? 
Does  the  blessed  Bible  bring 
Tidings  from  our  heavenly  King? 

F 


82  HYMNS    FOR     SCHOOLS 

0  with  what  intense  desire 

Should  we  search  that  sacred  book ; 

Here,  our  zeal  should  never  tire, 
Here  we  should  delight  to  look 

For  the  rules  by  mercy  given 

To  conduct  our  souls  to  heaven. 

Shall  not  he,  that  humbly  seeks, 
All  the  light  of  truth  discern  ? 

Do  we  not,  when  Jesus  speaks, 
Feel  our  hearts  within  us  burn? 

For  His  soul-reviving  voice 

Bids  the  mourner  to  rejoice. 

Lord,  Thy  teaching  grace  impart, 
That  we  may  not  read  in  vain ; 

"Write  Thy  precepts  on  our  heart, 

Make  Thy  truths  and  doctrines  plain ; 

Let  the  message  of  Thy  love 

Guide  us  to  Thy  rest  above. 


91. 

WHY  should  earthly  beauties  tear  me 
From  the  fountain  of  all  bliss ; 
From  that  Lord,  who  waits  to  bear  me 
To  a  happier  land  than  this? 

Faith  already  seem.s  beginning 
To  approach  that  land  of  rest, 

Where  I  shall  have  done  with  sinning, 
And  with  endless  peace  be  blest. 


A  X  D     F  A  M  I  L  I  E  S  .  83 

Hasting  to  those  heavenly  treasures, 

Meaner  joys  I  leave  behind  ; 
Earth,  -with  all  its  boasted  pleasures, 

Shall  not  move  my  steadfast  mind. 


92. 

WHEN  the  world  my  heart  is  rending 
With  its  heaviest  storms  of  care, 
My  glad  thoughts  to  God  ascending, 
Find  a  refuge  from  despair. 

There's  a  hand  of  mercy  near  me, 
Though  the  vraves  of  trouble  roar ; 

There  's  an  hour  of  rest  to  cheer  me, 
When  the  toils  of  life  are  o'er. 

Happy  hour !  when  saints  are  gaining 
That  bright  crown  they  longed  to  wear; 

Not  one  spot  of  sin  remaining, 
Not  one  pang  of  earthly  care. 

Oh !  to  rest  in  peace  forever, 
Joined  with  happy  souls  above ; 

Where  no  foe  my  heart  can  sever 
From  my  Saviour  whom  I  love. 

This  the  hope  that  shall  sustain  me 
Till  life's  pilgrimage  be  past ; 

Fears  may  vex,  and  trovible  pain  me, 
I  shall  reach  my  home  at  last. 


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V 

93. 

IHROM  Thy  seat  of  mercy  bending, 
Jl      Where  Thou  sitt'st  enthroned  on  high, 
Lord,  in  pity  condescending, 
Hear  a  helpless  sinner^s  cry. 


By  unwearied  foes  surrounded, 
Without  strength  to  fight  or  flee, 

Let  me  never  be  confounded, 
For  my  hope  is  placed  on  Thee. 


In  the  hour  of  tribulation. 

To  Thy  promise,  Lord,  I  cling ; 

From  the  storm  of  fierce  temptation 
Shield  me  with  Thy  guardian  wing. 


Let  the  weight  of  earthly  trials 
Drive  me  nearer  to  Thy  breast, 

And  affliction's  bitter  troubles 
Make  Thy  blessings  doubly  blest. 


Then  though  danger's  troubled  ocean 
Threat  me  with  its  rudest  shock, 

Safe  I  view  its  wild  commotion. 
Anchored  on  the  Eternal  Rock. 


AND     FAMILIES.  Ocl 

Y 

94. 

OFOR  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 
To  credit  what  the  Ahnighty  saith; 
To  embrace  the  message  of  Ills  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

Then  should  the  earth's  firm  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 
Our  steady  souls  should  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks,  when  billows  roar. 


95. 


COUNT  o'er  those  lamps  of  quenchless  light 
That  sparkle  through  the  shades  of  night; 
Behold  them  !  can  a  mortal  boast 
To  number  that  celestial  host? 

For  what  art  thou,  0  child  of  clay. 
Amid  creation's  grandeur,  say? 
Even  as  an  insect  on  the  breeze, 
Even  as  a  dew-drop  lost  in  seas ! 

Yet  fear  thou  not !  the  Sovereign  hand 
Which  spread  the  ocean  and  the  land, 
And  hung  the  rolling  spheres  in  air. 
Hath  even  for  thee,  a  father's  care! 


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Be  thou  at  peace !  the  all-seeing  Eye, 
Pervading  earth,  and  air,  and  sky. 
The  searching  glance  which  none  can  flee, 
Is  still  in  mercy  turned  on  thee ! 


96. 


QUIET  from  God!  how  beautiful  to  keep 
This  treasure,  the  All-merciful  hath  given ; 
To  feel,  when  we  awake,  and  when  we  sleep, 
Its  incense  round  us,  like  a  breath  from  heaven! 


To  sojourn  in  the  world,  and  yet  apart; 

To  dwell  with  God,  and  still  with  man  to  feel; 
To  bear  about  forever  in  the  heart, 

The  gladness  which  His  spirit  doth  reveal! 


Who  shall  make  trouble,  then  ?     Not  evil  minds 
Which  like  a  shadow  o'er  creation  lower ; 

The  soul  which  peace  hath  thus  attuned  finds 
How   strong   within   doth   reign   the   Calmer'a 
power. 


What  shall  make  trouble  ?  Not  the  holy  thought 
Of  the  departed ;  that  will  be  a  part 

Of  those  undying  things  His  peace  hath  wrought 
Into  a  world  of  beauty  in  the  heart. 


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What  shall  make  trouble  ?  not  slow  wasting  pain, 
Nor   even   the   threatening,    certain   stroke   of 
death  ; 

These  do  but  wear  away,  then  break,  the  chain 
Which  bound  the  spirit  down  to  things  beneath. 


97. 

THINK  gently  of  the  erring  one ! 
0,  let  us  not  forget. 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 

He  is  our  brother  yet ! 
Heir  of  the  same  inheritance, 
Child  of  the  self-same  God, 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path 
We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones ! 

We  yet  may  lead  them  back, 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 

From  misery's  thorny  track ; 
Forget  not,  brother,  thou  hast  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  may'st  be; 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  ones, 

As  God  has  dealt  with  thee. 

98. 

TURN  not  from  him  who  asks  of  thee 
A  portion  of  thy  store ; 
Poor  tho'  in  earthly  goods  thou  be. 
Yet  canst  give  what  is  more. 


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The  balm  of  comfort  thou  canst  pour 

Into  his  grieving  mind, 
Who  oft  is  turned  from  wealth's  proud  door, 

With  many  a  word  unkind. 

Does  any  from  the  false  world  find 
Naught  but  reproach  and  scorn? 

Does  any,  stung  by  words  unkind, 
AVish  that  he  ne'er  was  born? 

Do  thou  raise  up  his  drooping  heart, 

Restore  his  wounded  mind ; 
Though  naught  of  wealth  thou  canst  impart, 

Yet  still  thou  may'st  be  kind. 

And  oft  again  thy  words  shall  wing 
Backward  their  course  to  thee. 

And  in  thy  breast  will  prove  a  spring 
Of  pure  felicity. 


99. 

OH !  not  alone  on  the  mount  of  prayer 
Must  the  Christian  serve  his  God ; 
But  the  burden  of  daily  life  must  bear, 
And  tread  where  his  Saviour  trod. 

Yet  with  him  through  every  changing  scene 
Doth  the  spirit  of  prayer  abide ; 

When  earth  is  lovely,  and  heaven  serene, 
That  spirit  his  course  shall  guide. 


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And  when  the  storm  rages,  and  woe  and  wrath 
Would  an  earth-born  courage  quell, 

He  knows  that  his  God  is  around  his  path, 
And  ordereth  all  things  well. 


100. 

SCORN  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 
Nor  deem  it  void  of  power  ; 
There 's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
That  waits  its  natal  hour. 

A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart. 

And  call  it  back  to  life ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 

And  still  unholy  strife. 

No  act  falls  fruitless ;  none  can  tell 
How  vast  its  power  may  be, 

Nor  what  results  unfolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 

Work  on,  despair  not ;  bring  thy  mite, 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 

The  holy,  true,  and  free. 

Oh !  speed  thee.  Christian,  on  thy  way ! 

And  to  thine  armor  cling ; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey, 

That  love  and  mercy  bring ! 


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There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 

A  victory  to  be  "vvon. 

Oh!  faint  not,  Christian,  for  thy  sighs 
Are  heard  before  God's  throne ; 

The  race  must  come  before  the  prize  — 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 


101. 

THE  land  our  fathers  left  to  us 
Is  foul  ^Yith  hateful  sin ; 
When  shall,  0  Lord,  this  sorrow  end, 
And  hope  and  joy  begin? 

What  good,  though  growing  might  and  wealth 
Shall  stretch  from  shore  to  shore. 

If  thus  the  fatal  poison-taint 
Be  only  spread  the  more? 

Wipe  out,  0  God,  the  nation's  sin, 
Then  swell  the  nation's  power ; 

But  build  not  high  our  yearning  hopes 
To  wither  in  an  hour ! 

No  outward  show  nor  fancied  strength 

From  Thy  stern  justice  saves ; 
There  is  no  liberty  for  them 

Who  make  their  brethren  slaves! 


I 


AND    FAMILIES.  91 


Y 
102. 


YE  joyous  ones!  upon  whose  brow 
The  light  of  youth  is  shed, 
O'er  whose  glad  path  life's  early  flowers 

In  glowing  beauty  spread  ; 
Forget  not  Him  whose  love  hath  poured 

Around  that  golden  light, 
And  tinged  those  opening  buds  of  hope 
With  hues  so  softly  bright. 


Thou  tempted  one !  just  entering 

Upon  enchanted  ground, 
Ten  thousand  snares  are  spread  for  thee, 

Ten  thousand  foes  surround : 
A  dark,  and  a  deceitful  band, 

Upon  thy  path  they  lower ; 
Trust  not  thine  own  unaided  strength 

To  save  thee  from  their  power. 


Thou,  whose  yet  bright  and  joyous  eye 

May  soon  be  dimmed  with  tears. 
To  whom  the  hour  of  bitterness 

Must  come,  in  coming  years ; 
Teach  early  thy  confiding  eye 

To  pierce  the  cloudy  screen, 
To  look  above  the  storms  of  life, 

Eternally  serene. 


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103. 


WHILE  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears 
The  image  of  its  God  -within, 
And  uneffaced  that  beauty  wears, 

Which  may  too  soon  be  stained  by  sin ; 


Then  is  the  time  for  faith  and  love 

To  take  in  charge  their  precious  care, — 

Teach  the  young  heart  to  look  above, 

Teach  the  young  lips  to  speak  in  prayer. 


The  world  will  come,  with  care  and  crime, 
And  tempt  too  oft  that  heart  astray; 

Still,  the  seed  sown  in  early  time 
Shall  not  be  wholly  cast  away. 


The  infant  prayer,  the  infant  hymn, 
Within  the  darkened  soul  will  rise. 

When  age's  weary  eye  is  dim, 

And  the  grave's  shadow  round  us  lies. 


The  infant  hymn  is  heard  again, 

The  infant  prayer  is  breathed  once  more 

Reclaspiug  thus  the  broken  chain. 
We  turn  to  all  Ave  loved  -before. 


AND    FAMILIES.  93 


104. 


/^  OD  is  in  His  holy  temple : 

vX     Thouo-hts  of  earth,  be  silent  now, 

While  ^yith  reverence  we  assemble, 

And  before  His  presence  bow. 
He  is  with  us  now,  and  ever, 

While  we  call  upon  His  name. 
Aiding  every  good  endeavor. 

Guiding  every  upward  aim. 

God  is  in  His  holy  temple ;  — 

In  the  pure  and  holy  mind ; 
In  the  reverent  heart  and  simple ; 

In  the  soul  from  sense  refined: 
Then  let  every  low  emotion 

Banished  far  and  silent  be ! 
And  our  souls,  in  pure  devotion, 

Lord,  be  temples  worthy  Thee! 


105. 

ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed ' 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  He  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

Was  it  for  sins  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  a  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown, 

And  love  beyond  degree ! 


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Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 

For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

Thus  may  I  also  hide  my  face, 
While  His  dear  cross  appears, 

Dissolve,  my  heart,  in  thankfulness. 
And  flow,  my  eyes,  in  tears. 

But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Dear  Lord !  I  give  myself  away ; 

'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


106. 

AMAZING  grace  !  (How  sweet  the  sound !) 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 

The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 


AND     FAMILIES. 

The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 
His  word  my  hope  secures ; 

He  -will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

And  -when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 

I  shall  possess  within  the  veil 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 


107. 

AND  is  the  Gospel  peace  and  love? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be ; 
The  serpent  blended  vrith  the  dove. 
Wisdom,  and  meek  simplicity. 

Whene'er  unholy  tempers  rise. 
Anger,  or  pride,  or  selfish  strife. 

To  Jesus  may  we  lift  our  eyes. 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

How  meek,  benevolent,  and  kind ! 

Lowly,  and  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  these  the  tempers  of  our  mind ; 

Like  Jesus  may  we  ever  live. 

To  do  His  Heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  His  employment  and  delight; 

Humility  and  constant  zeal 

Shone  through  His  life  divinely  bright. 


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Oh !  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  His  divine  example  move ; 

Dispensing  good  where'er  He  came, 
The  labors  of  His  life  were  love. 

Thy  fair  example,  Lord,  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 

Make  us,  by  Thy  transforming  grace, 
Dear  Saviour,  daily  more  like  Thee. 

Y 
108.       f.H-:ii.2' 

ANOTHER  day  has  passed  along. 
And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb ; 
Nearer  to  join  the  heavenly  song. 
Or  hear  our  everlasting  doom. 

These  moments  of  departing  day. 

When  thought  is  calm,  and  labors  cease, 

Are  solemn  times  to  praise  and  pray, 
To  ask  for  pardon  and  for  peace. 

Thou  God  of  mercy,  swift  to  hear, 
More  swift  than  man  to  tell  his  need, 

Be  Thou  to  us,  this  evening,  near, 
And  to  Thy  throne  our  spirits  lead. 

Teach  us  to  pray  —  and,  having  taught, 
Grant  us  the  blessing  that  we  crave  ; 

Without  Thy  teaching,  prayer  is  nought, 
But  with  it,  powerful  to  save. 


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V 

109. 


BE  still,  my  heart;  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  my  Lord, 
And  contradict  His  sacred  word. 


Brought  safely  by  His  hand  thus  far, 
AVhy  should  I  now  give  place  to  care? 
How  can  I  want,  if  He  provide, 
Or  lose  my  way  with  such  a  guide? 


AVhen  first  before  His  mercy-seat 

I  did  my  all  to  Him  commit, 

He  gave  me  warrant  from  that  hour, 

To  trust  His  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 


Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  He  refuse  to  hear  my  call? 
And  hath  He  not  his  promise  passed 
That  I  shall  overcome  at  last? 


He  who  hath  helped  me  hitherto, 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through; 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  Ebenezers  to  His  praise. 
9  G 


HYMNS     FOR     SCHOOLS 


I  110. 

BRETHREN,  let  us  walk  together 
In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace ; 
Can  it  be  a  question,  whether 

Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease? 

^T  is  in  union 
Hope,  and  love,  and  joy  increase. 

While  we  journey  homeward,  let  ,us 

Help  each  other  on  the  road ; 
Foes  on  every  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strewed; 
It  becomes  us, 

Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

"When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 
Has  passed  by,  and  does  forgive, 

Surely,  we  should  learn  the  rather 
Free  from  wrath  and  strife  to  live, 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 

Let  us  each  esteem  his  brother 

Better  than  himself  to  be ; 
And  each  one  prefer  another. 

Full  of  love,  from  envy  free : 
Happy  are  we 

When  in  this  we  all  agree. 


AND    FAMILIES.  99 


111. 


CAN  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 
"Who  love  this  world  so  well? 
Or  dream  of  future  happiness 
While  on  the  road  to  hell? 

Shall  they  hosannas  sing 

With  an  unhallowed  tongue? 

Shall  palms  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
That  does  its  neighbor  wrong? 

Can  sin's  deceitful  way 

Conduct  to  Zion's  hijl? 
Or  those  expect  with  God  to  reign 

Who  disregard  His  will? 

Thy  grace,  0  God,  alone 

Can  a  good  hope  afford ! 
The  pardoned  and  renewed  shall  see 

The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

112. 


FATHER,  whatever  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  the  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise: 


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Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 
From  every  murmur  free ; 

The  blessings  of  Thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  Thee. 


Let  the  sweet  hope  that  Thou  art  mine. 

My  life  and  death  attend; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 

And  crown  my  journey's  end. 


113. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears,  • 

Hope  and  be  undismayed ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 
Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms,^ 
He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  His  time  ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

Leave  to  His  sovereign  will 

To  choose,  and  to  command: 
AVith  wonder  filled,  thou  then  shalt  own 

How  wise,  how  strong  His  hand. 

Thou  comprehend' st  Him  not ; 

Yet  earth  and  heaven  can  tell 
He  sits  as  sovereign  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 


AND     FAMILIES.  101 

Thou  seest  our  Aveaknesa,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  Thee : 
Oh!  lift  Thou  up  the  failing  hand, 

Confirm  the  feeble  knee ! 

Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Boldl}"  Thy  truth  declare ; 
And  publish  till  our  latest  breath, 

Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


114. 

(^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
T     His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  His  footsteps  on  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill. 
He  treasures  up  His  bright  designs, 

And  works  His  sovereign  will. 

Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take 
The  clouds  you  so  much  dread 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  Him  for  His  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
9* 


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His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour ; 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  His  works  in  vain ; 

God  is  His  own  interpreter, 
And  He  will  make  it  plain. 


115. 

aOD'S  holy  law,  transgressed. 
Speaks  nothing  but  despair ; 
Burdened  with  guilt,  with  grief  oppressed, 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 
Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 

Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

Relief  is  only  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood ; 
'Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 

And  reconciles  to  God. 

Nailed  to  the  painful  cross. 

The  Sacred  Victim  dies ; 
This  is  salvation's  only  source ; 

Hence,  all  our  hopes  arise. 


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116. 

HARK,  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord; 
^T  is  thy  Saviour ;  hear  His  word. 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee : 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 

"  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 
And  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

"  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

"Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above ; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

"  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be; 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?" 

"  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  cold  and  faint: 
Yet  I  love  Thee,  and  adore ; 
0  for  grace  to  love  Thee  more !" 


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117. 


HASTEN,  0  sinner!  to  be  wise, 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun 
The  longer  wisdom  you  despise, 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 


Oh !  hasten  mercy  to  implore. 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun : 

For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Before  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 


Oh  !  hasten,  sinner,  to  return, 

And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun, 

For  fear  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 


Oh !  hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest. 
And  stay  not  for  to-morrow's  sun, 

For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest 
Before  the  morrow  is  begun. 


0  Lord !  do  Thou  the  sinner  turn ; 

Now  rouse  him  from  his  senseless  state; 
Nor  let  him  Thy  compassion  spurn, 

And  rue  his  fatal  choice,  too  late. 


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118. 


HEAL  us,  Imniaiiuel ;  here  we  are 
AVaiting  to  feel  Thy  touch  ; 
Deep-wounded  souls  to  Thee  repair, 
And,  Saviour,  we  are  such. 

Our  faith  is  feeble,  we  confess  ; 

"We  faintly  trust  Thy  word ; 
But  wilt  Thou  pity  us  the  less? 

Be  that  far  from  Thee,  Lord ! 

Remember  him  who  once  applied. 

With  trembling,  for  relief: 
"Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried, 

"0  help  mine  unbelief!" 

She,  too,  who  touched  Thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
"Was  answered:   "Daughter,  go  in  peace, 

Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

Concealed  amid  the  gathering  throng, 
She  would  have  shunned  Thy  view; 

And  if  her  faith  was  firm  and  strong, 
Had  strong  misgivings  too. 

Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears,  we  come 

To  seek  Thy  grace  to-day; 
Oh !  send  us  not  desponding  home, 

Send  none  unhealed  away. 


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119. 


LET  Christian  faith  and  hope  dispel 
The  fears  of  guilt  and  woe ; 
The  Lord  Almighty  is  our  friend ; 
Then  who  can  prove  our  foe? 


He  who  His  best  beloved  Son 

Gave  up  for  us  to  die, 
Shall  He  not  all  things  freely  give, 

His  bounty  can  supply? 


Oh !  happy  they  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  Christ  the  Saviour  know! 

"VYhom  the  best  purpose  of  His  grace 
Has  called  from  all  below! 


Assured  of  His  unchanging  love, 

Immeasurably  kind, 
To  His  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 


Good  when  He  gives,  supremely  good. 

Nor  less  when  He  denies ; 
Afflictions  from  His  sovereign  hand 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 


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120. 


MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  boast  of  joys  within, 
Of  hope,  and  trust,  and  guilt  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  sin. 


Yain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 

None  but  a  living  faith  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 


'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart, 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love. 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoushts  above. 


Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  His  grace  ; 

A  pardoning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  His  own  holiness. 


When  from  the  curse  He  sets  us  free, 
He  makes  our  natures  clean ; 

Nor  would  He  send  His  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 


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Y 

121. 


OrOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
A  light  to. shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  His  word? 

What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  fill. 

Return,  0  holy  Dove  !  —  return. 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  Thy  throne, 

And  worship  only  Thee. 

So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


AND     FAMILIES. 


109 


122. 


OLORD,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 
And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort,  to  Thy  will. 
And  make  Thy  pleasure  mine. 


"Why  should  I  shrink  at  Thy  command, 
AVhose  love  forbids  my  tears? 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  Hand 
That  -wipes  away  my  tears? 


Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both? 
A  poor,  blind  creature  of  a  day, 

And  crushed  before  the  moth! 


No  —  rather  let  me  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize,  to  Thee, 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 


Thy  favor  all  my  journey  through 
Thou  art  engaged  to  grant ; 

What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
^Tis  better  still  to  want. 
10 


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y 

123. 

OH !  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depth  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh : 

'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  — 

And  all  that  life  is  love. 

There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 

Oh !  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  "second  death 'M 

Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 

Lest  we  be  driven  from*  Thy  face, 
For  evermore  undone. 

Here  would  vre  end  our  quest ; 

Alone  are  found  in  Thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love  —  the  rest 

Of  immortality. 


AND    FAMILIES. 


Ill 


124. 


PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttered,  or  unexpressed ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 

The  majesty  on  high. 


Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air ; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death,  — 

He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 
Returning  from  his  ways, 

While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say:  "Behold,  he  prays!" 


0  Thou !  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ! 

The  path  of  prayer  Thyself  hast  trod 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray ! 


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125. 

PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give; 
Long  as  they  live,  should  Christians  pray, 
For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

And  shall  we  in  dead  silence  lie, 

When  He  stands  waiting  for  our  prayer? 

Believers,  we  've  a  Friend  on  high. 
Arise,  and  try  your  interest  there. 

If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress ; 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay; 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sins  distress, 

The  remedy  is  near  you — pray. 

Depend  on  Christ,  you  cannot  fail ; 

Make  all  your  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
Fear  not  —  His  merits  must  prevail, — 

Ask  what  you  will,  it  shall  be  done. 


126. 

QUIET,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild ; 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 
Make  me  as  a  weaned  child: 
From  distrust  and  envy  free. 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  Thee. 


AND    FAMILIES.  113 

What  Thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  Thy  wisdom  leave : 
'T  is  enough  that  Thou  wilt  care ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 


As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 

Knows  he 's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 
Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone : 

Let  me  thus  with  Thee  abide, 

As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 


Thus  preserved  from  Satan's  wiles, 
Safe  from  dangers,  free  from  fears, 

May  I  live  upon  Thy  smiles. 
Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 

When  the  Sons  of  God  shall  prove 

All  their  Father's  boundless  love. 


127. 

~p  OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
XL     Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 
From  Thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 
10*  H 


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Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  the  law's  demands ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone. 

Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace, 
Guilty,  plead  Thy  righteousness, 
To  the  cleansing  fountain  fly ; 
Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die ! 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 


128. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  we,  as  vile  as  he, 

Wash  all  our  sins  away. 


AND    FAMILIES.  ]15 

Dear  dying  Lamb !  Thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  chui-ch  of  God 

Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  that  stream 

Our  life  and  hope  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 

And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor,  lisping,  stammering  tongue, 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


129. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-withering  flowers ; 

Death  like  a  narrow  stream  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

I  Sorrow,  and  pain,  and  every  care, 

I  And  discord,  there  shall  cease, 

I  And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere, 

I  Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 


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The  soul,  from  sin  forever  free, 
Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 

But  clothed  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

Oh !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 

And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes; 

Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


130. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height. 
Whose  depth  unfathomed,  no  man  knows, 
How  beauteous  seems  thy  distant  light. 

In  which  admiring  saints  repose; 
Onwards  I  strive,  nor  can  I  be 
At  rest,  until  I  rest  in  Thee. 

Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  Thee  my  heart  to  share? 
Lord,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

Sovereign  of  every  motion  there. 
Grant  me,  from  earthly  idols  free, 
To  find  my  chief  delight  in  Thee. 


AND    FAMILIES.  117 

Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  Thy  call ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say: 
"I  am  thy  Life,  thy  God,  thy  All!" 

To  know  Thee,  love  Thee,  feel  Thee  nigh, 

Be  this  my  everlasting  joy. 


131. 

^rp  IS  my  happiness  below 

J_     Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know. 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 

Trials  bring  me  to  His  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  correction  by  the  way. 

Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 
I  should  prove  a  castaway? 


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Others  may  escape  the  rod, 
Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight; 

But  the  true-born  child  of  God 
Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 


132. 

TIME,  with  an  unwearied  hand, 
Pushes  round  the  seasons  fast, 
And  in  life's  frail  glass,  the  sand 

Sinks  apace,  not  long  to  last;  — 
Many,  as  well  as  you  or  I, 

Who  last  year  assembled  thus, 

In  their  silent  graves  now  lie ;  — 

Graves  will  open  soon  for  us. 

Daily  sin,  and  care,  and  strife. 

While  the  Lord  prolongs  our  breath, 
Make  it  but  a  dying  life. 

Or  a  kind  of  living  death : 
Wretched  they,  and  most  forlorn. 

Who  no  better  portion  know; 
Better  ne'er  to  have  been  born, 

Than  to  have  our  all  below! 

When  constrained  to  go  alone, 

Leaving  all  you  love  behind. 
Entering  on  a  Avorld  unknown. 

What  will  then  support  your  mind? 
When  the  Lord  His  summons  sends. 

Earthly  comforts  lose  their  power; 
Honor,  riches,  kindred,  friends, 

Cannot  soothe  a  dying  hour ! 


AND    FAMILIES.  119 

Happy  souls,  who  fear  the  Lord ! 

Time  is  not  too  swift  for  you  ; 
"When  your  Saviour  gives  the  word, 

Glad,  you  ^11  bid  the  world  adieu  ! 
Then,  He  '11  wipe  away  your  tears ; 

Near  Himself,  appoint  your  place. 
Swiftly  fly,  ye  rolling  years ! 

Lord,  we  long  to  see  Thy  face. 


133. 

HOW  bless'd  is  the  child  of  the  Lord ! 
When  taught  of  the  Father  to  run, 
When  led  by  the  light  of  His  word. 
And  cheer'd  by  the  beams  of  His  sun. 

He  listens  with  fear  and  delight 
To  hear  what  the  Master  shall  say  ; 

He  sleeps  in  His  bosom  all  night, 
And  walks  in  His  love  all  the  day. 

Though  terrors  may  compass  him  round, 
And  wildly  the  tempest  may  blow. 

He  fears  not:  the  rock  he  has  found, 
That  rock  he  will  never  forego. 

'Tis  true  that  his  pilgrimage  here 

Is  checquered  with  sorrows  and  fears; 

'Tis  true  that  the  cross  he  must  bear, 
And  weep  in  this  valley  of  tears : 


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But  patience,  submission,  and  love, 
Can  sweeten  the  bitterest  hours ; 

And  hope,  from  the  heaven  above, 

Still  shines,  when  the  hurricane  lowers. 

Temptation,  His  true,  will  assail. 
And  trials  without  and  within  ; 

And  deeply  his  soul  must  bewail 
For  inward  corruption  and  sin. 

But  the  rags  he  once  counted  his  own 
Are  consumed  in  celestial  flame, 

And  a  mantle  is  over  him  thrown. 
Washed  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 


134. 

^^TTTE'VE  no  abiding  city  here;" 

V  V    This  may  distress  the  worldling's  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

"We've  no  abiding  city  here;" 

Sad  truth  were  this  to  be  our  home, 

But  let  the  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

"We've  no  abiding  city  here;" 
Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear. 
But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 


AND    FAMILIES.  121 


"WeVe  no  abiding  city  here;" 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 
Zion  its  name,  the  Lord  is  there. 

It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

Oh!  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

AVhere  pilgrims,  freed  from  toil,  are  blest  I 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I  'd  flee  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 


But  hush !  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints,  is  best; 
While  here,  to  do  His  will  be  mine, 

And  His  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


135. 

THE  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing. 
Builds  on  the  ground  her  lowly  nest ; 
And  she  that  doth  most  sweetly  sing, 

Sings  in  the  shade  when  all  things  rest; 
In  lark  and  nightingale,  we  see 
What  honor  hath  humility. 

When  Mary  chose  the  better  part, 
She  meekly  sat  at  Jesus'  feet; 

And  Lydia's  gently  opened  heart 

Was  made  for  God's  own  temple  meet; 

Fairest  and  best  adorned  is  she 

Whose  clothing  is  humility. 


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The  saint  that  wears  heaven's  brightest  crown, 

In  deepest  adoration  bends ; 
The  weight  of  glory  bows  him  down 

The  most,  when  most  his  soul  ascends ; 
Nearest  the  throne  itself  must  be 
The  footstool  of  humility. 


136. 

TRUE  faith,  producing  love  to  God  and  man, 
Say,  Echo,  is  not  this  the  Gospel  plan? 
The  Gospel  plan! 

Must  I  my  faith  and  love  to  Jesus  show 
By  doing  good  to  all,  both  friend  and  foe? 
Both  friend  and  foe ! 

But  if  a  brother  hates  and  treats  me  ill. 
Must  I  return  him  good,  and  love  him  still? 
Love  him  still ! 

If  he  my  failings  watches  to  reveal, 
Must  I  his  faults  as  carefully  conceal? 
Carefully  conceal ! 

But  if  my  name  and  character  he  blast. 
And  cruel  malice,  too,  a  long  time  l^st ; 
And  if  I  sorrow  and  affliction  know. 
He  loves  to  add  unto  my  cup  of  woe ; 
In  this  uncommon,  this  peculiar  case. 
Sweet  Echo,  say,  must  I  still  love  and  bless? 
Still  love  and  bless ! 


AND     FAMILIES.  123 

Whatever  usage  ill  I  may  receive, 
Must  I  be  patient  still,  and  still  forgive? 
And  still  forgive! 

Why,  Echo,  how  is  this  ?  thou  'rt  sure  a  dove ! 
Thy  voice  shall  teach  me  nothing  else  but  love. 
Nothing  else  but  love ! 

Amen !  vrith  all  my  heart,  then  be  it  so ; 
'T  is  all  delightful,  just,  and  good,  I  know; 
And  now  to  practise  I  '11  directly  go,  — 
Directly  go ! 


Things  being  so,  whoever  me  reject, 
My  gracious  Lord  will  surely  me  protect. 
Surely  will  nrotect! 


Henceforth  I'll  roll  on  Him  my  every  care, 
And  then  both  friend  and  foe  embrace  in  prayer. 
Embrace  in  prayer ! 

But  after  all  these  duties  I  have  done. 
Must  I  all  point  of  merit  then  disown. 
And  trust  for  heaven  through  Jesus'  blood  alone  ? 
Through  Jesus'  blood  alone ! 

Echo,  (enough !  thy  counsels  to  my  ear 
Are  sweeter  than  to  flowers  the  dew-drop  tear ; 
Thy  wise,  instructive  lessons  please  me  well: 
1^11  go  and  practise  them.     Farewell,  farewell. 
Practise  them.   Farewell,  farewell ! 


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137. 


AS  needles  point  toward  the  pole 
When  touch'd  by  the  magnetic  stone, 
So  faith  in  Jesus  gives  the  soul 
A  tendency  before  unknown. 

Till  then,  by  blinded  passion  led, 
In  search  of  fancied  good,  we  range, 

The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 
To  nothing  fix'd  but  love  of  change. 

But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 
A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love, 

Our  wandering,  weary,  restless  hearts 
Are  fixed  at  once,  no  more  to  rove. 

Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 

AYhich  guides  and  animates  the  will ; 

This  love,  another  name  for  grace. 
Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 

By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perceive 
Our  noblest  bliss,  and  proper  end  ; 

And  gladly  every  idol  leave 

To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  Friend. 

Thus  borne  along  by  faith  and  hope, 
We  feel  the  Saviour's  words  are  true: 

"And  I,  if  I  be  lifted  up, 
Will  draw  my  followers  upward  too." 


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138. 

MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise : 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

Oh !  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 

And  help  divine  implore. 

Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down ; 

The  work  of  faith  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 

Then  persevere,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God; 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath 
To  His  divine  abode. 


Y 
139. 

SINNER,  what  has  earth  to  show 
Like  the  joy  believers  know? 
Is  thy  path  of  fading  flowers 
Half  so  bright,  so  sweet,  as  ours? 
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Doth  a  skilful,  healing  friend 

On  thy  daily  path  attend, 

And,  where  thorns  and  stings  abound, 

Shed  a  balm  on  every  wound? 

"When  the  tempest  rolls  on  high. 
Hast  thou  ^till  a  refuge  nigh  ? 
Can,  oh !  can  thy  dying  breath 
Summon  one  more  strong  than  death? 

Canst  thou,  on  that  awful  day, 
Fearless  tread  the  gloomy  way, 
Plead  a  glorious  ransom  given. 
Burst  from  earth,  and  soar  to  heaven? 


140. 

SOURCE  of  my  life's  refreshing  springs, 
Whose  presence  in  my  heart  sustains  me, 
Thy  love  appoints  me  pleasant  things. 
Thy  mercy  orders  all  that  pains  me. 

If  loving  hearts  were  never  lonely, 
If  all  they  wish  might  always  be. 

Accepting  what  they  look  for  only. 
They  might  be  glad,  but  not  in  Thee. 

Well  may  Thy  own  beloved,  who  see 
In  all  their  lot,  their  Father's  pleasure, 

Bear  loss  of  all  they  love,  save  Thee, 
Their  living,  everlasting  Treasure. 


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AND    FAMILIES.  127 

Well  may  Thy  happy  children  cease 
From  restless  -wishes,  prone  to  sin ; 

And  in  Thy  own  exceeding  peace, 
Yield  to  Thy  daily  discipline. 

We  need  as  much  the  cross  we  bear, 
As  air  we  breathe,  —  as  light  we  see ; 

It  draws  us  to  Thy  side  in  prayer, 
It  binds  us  to  our  strength  in  Thee. 

V 

141. 

TO  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl; 
^Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream ; 
It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  derived  from  Him. 

Beware  of  Peter's  word. 

Nor  confidently  say: 
"I  never  will  deny  Thee,  Lord,^-* 

But — "Grant  I  never  may.'' 

Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 

Who  trusted  in  his  own. 


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Retreat  beneath  His  wings, 
And  in  His  grace  confide ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  work  beside. 

In  Jesus  is  our  store : 

Grace  issues  from  His  throne ; 

Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


142. 

WHAT  poor  despised  company 
Of  travellers  are  these, 
That  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way 
Along  that  rugged  maze? 

Ah !  these  are  of  a  royal  line. 

All  children  of  a  King ; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 

And  lo !  for  joy  they  sing. 

Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean, 

And  why  so  much  despised? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen 

The  world  is  not  apprised. 

But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distressed, 

And  lacking  daily  bread! 
Yet  they  're  of  boundless  wealth  possessed, 

AYith  hidden  manna  fed. 


AND     FAMILIES.  129 

Why  do  they  shun  the  pleasing  path 
That  Avorldlings  love  so  -svell? 

Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 
The  open  way  to  hell. 

But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged,  thorny  maze  ? 
That  is  the  way  their  Leader  trod ; 

They  love  to  keep  His  ways. 

What!  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 

No  other  can  be  found. 


143. 

OUR  blest  Redeemer,  e'er  he  breathed 
His  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
AVith  us  to  dwell. 

He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame. 

To  teach,  subdue ; 
All  powerful  as  the  wind.  He  came. 

As  viewless  too. 

He  comes,  His  graces  to  impart ; 

A  willing  guest 
While  He  can  find  one  humble  heart 

AYherein  to  rest. 
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130  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

He  breathes  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

As  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 

And  speaks  of  heaven. 

And  all  the  good  that  we  possess, 

His  gift  we  own ; 
Yea,  every  thought  of  holiness, 

And  victory  won. 

Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

Our  weakness  see ; 
Oh !  make  our  hearts  Thy  dwelling-place, 

And  worthier  Thee. 


144.  , 

TASKED  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace ; 
Might  more  of  His  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  His  face. 

'Twas  He  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  He, ■'I  trust,  has  answered  prayer: 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

I  hoped  that  in  some  favored  hour 
At  once  He  'd  ansAver  my  request, 

And  by  His  love's  constraining  power, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 


AND     FAMILIES.  131 

Instead  of  this,  lie  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart, 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 

Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

Yea,  more  —  with  His  own  hand  He  seemed 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe ; 
Crossed  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed, 

Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

"Lord,  why  is  this?"  I  trembling  cried; 

"Wilt  Thou  pursue  Thy  worm  to  death?'' 
*"Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  replied, 

"I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith. 

"  These  inward  trials  I  employ 

From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free, 

And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  mayst  seek  thy  all  in  me." 


Y 
145. 

BREAST  the  wave,  Christian, 
When  it  is  struagost; 
AVatch  for  day.  Christian, 

When  the  night's  longest. 
Onward  and  onward  still 

Be  thine  endeavor, 
The  rest  that  remaineth 
Shall  be  forever. 


132  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Fight  the  fight,  Christian, 

Jesus  is  o'er  thee, — 
Run  the  race,  Christian, 

Heaven  is  before  thee. 
He  that  hath  promised 

Flattereth  never  — 
The  love  that  He  giveth 

He  giveth  forever. 


Lift  the  eye,  Christian, 

Just  as  it  closeth ; 
Raise  the  heart,  Christian, 

Ere  it  reposeth. 
Thee  from  the  love  of  Christ 

Nothing  shall  sever. 
Mount  when  thy  work  is  done,  — 

Praise  Him  forever  ! 


146. 

COME,  sinner,  to  the  Gospel  feast. 
Oh  1  come  without  delay ; 
For  there  is  room  in  Jesus'  breast 
For  all  who  will  obey. 


There  's  room  in  God's  eternal  love 
To  save  thy  precious  soul ; 

Room  in  the  Spirit's  grace  above 
To  heal  and  make  thee  whole. 


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AXD     FAMILIES.  133 

There's  room  within  the  Church,  redeemed 

With  blood  of  Christ  divine  ; 
Room  in  the  white-robed  throng  convened, 

For  that  dear  soul  of  thine. 

There's  room  in  heaven  among  the  choir, 
And  harps,  and  crowns  of  gold, 

And  glorious  palms  of  victory  there, 
And  joys  that  ne'er  were  told. 

There's  room  around  thy  Father's  board 

For  thee  and  thousands  more : 
Oh !  come  and  welcome,  to  the  Lord ; 

Yea,  come  this  very  hour. 

V 
147. 

HEAVENWARD  our  road  doth  lie, 
And  as  strangers  journey  we, 
0  thou  promised  land  on  high, 

Through  the  wilderness  to  thee ! 
We  are  but  a  pilgrim  band. 
Yonder  is  our  Fatherland, 

Heavenward  then  rise,  my  soul, 

If  to  heaven  thou  art  heir ; 
Let  not  earth  thy  love  control, 

Lay  not  up  thy  riches  there : 
One  whom  God  hath  seen  and  known 
Thenceforth  turns  to  Him  alone, 

12 


134  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Heavenward !  God  saith  to  me, 
By  His  AYord  and  by  His  grace ; 

Shows  me  where  my  rest  shall  be, 
Calls  me  on  to  view  His  face : 

When  this  word  is  in  my  heart 

Earth  and  I  already  part. 


Heavenward !  my  faith  doth  show 
From  afar,  the  shining  gates, 

And  my  heart  springs  up  to  know 
All  that  in  their  folding  waits : 

Sun  and  stars  too  faintly  shine 

After  yonder  gleam  divine. 


Heavenward  shall  death,  at  last, 
In  his  hand  my  spirit  bear ; 

Safe  at  home,  all  troubles  past, 
I  shall  reign  forever  there  I 

Jesus  that  same  way  hath  gone, 

I  Avith  joy  may  follow  on. 


Heavenward,  ah  heavenward ! 

This  my  daily  choice  shall  be ; 
Earth's  sweet  voices  are  unheard, 

I  would  heaven's  glory  see: 
Heavenward  the  waves  I  '11  breast 
Till  in  heaven  I  am  at  rest. 


AND     FAMILIES.  135 


148. 

HOW  firm  a  foundatiun,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  His  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  lie  say  than  to  you  lie  hath  said? 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 

In  every  condition  —  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth. 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  so  thy  succor  shall  be. 

"Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee ;  0  be  not  dismayed! 

If  I  am  thy  God,  I  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

Will  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

"When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go. 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless. 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

"When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie. 
My  grace,  all  sufiicient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

"  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 


136  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

"  The  soul  that  to  Jesus  hath  fled  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  His  foes ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I-"!!  never,  no,  never — no,  never  forsake!" 


H 


149. 

OW  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord! 
How  sure  is  their  defence ! 


Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  Thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 

And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  Thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 

Nor  impotent  to  save. 

The  storm  is  laid  —  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  Thy  will : 
The  sea  that  roars  at  Thy  command, 

At  Thy  command  is  still. 

In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths. 

Thy  goodness  we  ^11  adore  ; 
We  ^11  praise  Thee  for  Thy  mercies  past, 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


AND     FAMILIES.  137 

Our  life,  \vhile  Thou  preservest  our  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 

Shall  join  our  souls  to  Thee. 


150. 

LORD,  a  happy  child  of  Thine, 
Patient  through  the  love  of  Thee, 
In  the  light,  the  life  divine. 
Lives,  and  walks  at  liberty. 

Leaning  on  Thy  tender  care, 
Thou  hast  led  my  soul  aright  — 

Fervent  was  my  morning  prayer. 
Joyful  is  my  song  to-night. 

0  my  Saviour !  Guardian  true, 
All  my  life  is  Thine  to  keep  — 

At  Thy  feet  my  work  I  do, 
In  Thy  arms  I  fall  asleep. 

Tender  mercies,  on  my  way 
Falling  softly  like  the  dew, 

Sent  me  freshly  every  day, 
I  will  bless  the  Lord  for  you. 

Though  I  have  not  all  I  would. 
Though  to  greater  bliss  I  go, 

Every  present  gift  of  good 
To  eternal  love  I  owe. 
12* 


138  HYMNS     FOR    SCHOOLS 

Source  of  all  that  comforts  me, 
Well  of  joy  for  which  I  long, 

Let  the  song  I  sing  to  Thee 
Be  an  everlastino-  song. 


151. 

NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 

My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  Thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  Thou  didst  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree. 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

Believing,  Ave  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
AYe  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  His  bleeding  love. 


AND    FAMILIES.  139 


152. 

LET  deepest  silence  all  around 
Its  peaceful  shelter  spread ; 
So  shall  that  living  word  abound, 
The  word  that  wakes  the  dead. 

How  sweet  to  wait  upon  the  Lord 

In  stillness  and  in  prayer ! 
What  though  no  preacher  speak  the  word, 

A  minister  is  there. 

A  minister  of  wondrous  skill 

True  graces  to  impart: 
He  teaches  all  the  Father's  will, 

And  preaches  to  the  heart. 

He  dissipates  the  coward's  fears, 

And  bids  the  coldest  glow ; 
He  speaks,  and  lo !  the  softest  tears 

Of  deep  contrition  flow. 

He  knows  to  bend  the  heart  of  steel, 

He  bows  the  loftiest  soul ; 
O'er  all  we  think  and  all  we  feel, 

How  matchless  His  control ! 

And  ah!  how  precious  is  His  love, 

In  tenderest  touches  given: 
It  whispers  of  the  bliss  above. 

And  stays  the  soul  on  heaven. 


140  HYMNS     FOR    SCHOOLS 

From  mind  to  mind,  in  streams  of  joy, 

The  holy  influence  spreads ; 
'Tis  peace,  'tis  praise  without  alloy, 

For  God  that  influence  sheds. 

•'Twas  thus  where  God  Himself  is  known 

To  shine  without  a  cloud, 
The  angel  myriads  round  His  throne 

In  solemn  silence  bowed. 

And  all  were  still  and  silent  long, 
Nor  dared  one  note  to  raise, 

Till  burst  the  vast  ecstatic  song, 
And  heaven  was  filled  with  praise. 


153. 

THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

Of  His  deliverance  I  will  boast. 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 

And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just; 
Protection  He  affords  to  all 

Who  make  His  name  their  trust. 


AND     FAMILIES.  141 

Oh !  make  but  trial  of  His  love ; 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 

AVho  in  His  truth  confide. 

Fear  Him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  His  service  your  delight, 

Your  wants  shall  be  His  care. 

While  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  Him, 

And  see  their  needs  supplied. 


154. 

WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  tg  die? 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 

And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

Oh !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste; 

Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 


142  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are ; 

While  on  His  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


155. 


WHEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God 
In  trial's  fearful  hour,  — 
Bow  all  resigned  beneath  His  rod. 
And  bless  His  sparing  power ;  — 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, — 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

Oh  !  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  trials  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet, — 

For  He  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be. 
The  Lord  is  nish  to  answer  me. 


Then  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave, 
Still  blessed  when  it  takes ; 

Blessed  be  He  who  smites  to  save, 
Who  heals  the  heart  He  breaks : 

Perfect  and  true  are  all  His  ways, 

W^hom  heaven  adores  and  earth  obeys. 


AND    FAMILIES.  143 


156. 

DEPTH  of  mercy !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  His  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

I  have  long  withstood  His  grace. 
Long  provoked  Him  to  His  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  His  calls, 
Grieved  Him  by  a  thousand    falls. 

Kindled  His  relentings  are, 
Me  He  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,   "How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows  His  wounds,  and  spreads  His  hand? 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  feel ; 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still, 

Jesus,  answer  from  above, 
Is  not  all  Thy  nature  love? 
Wilt  Thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  Thy  feet? 

Now  incline  me  to  repent ! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament! 
Now  my  soul's  revolt  deplore  ! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


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Y 
157. 

THERE  is  a  time,  we  know  not  when, 
A  point,  we  know  not  where, 
That  marks  the  destiny  of  men 
To  glory  or  despair. 

There  is  a  line,  by  us  unseen, 

That  crosses  every  path  ; 
The  hidden  boundary  between 

God's  patience  and  His  wrath. 

To  pass  that  limit  is  to  die. 

To  die  as  if  by  stealth ; 
It  does  not  quench  the  beaming  eye, 

Or  pale  the  glow  of  health. 

The  conscience  may  be  still  at  ease, 

The  spirits  light  and  gay ; 
That  which  is  pleasing  still  may  please, 

And  care  be  thrust  away; 

But  on  that  forehead  God  has  set 

Indelibly  a  mark, 
Unseen  by  man,  for  man  as  yet 

Is  blind,  and  in  the  dark. 

And  yet  the  doomed  man's  path  below 
May  bloom,  as  Eden  bloomed ; 

He  did  not,  does  not,  will  not  know 
Or  feel,  that  he  is  doomed. 


AND     FAMILIES.  145 

Oh !  ■where  is  this  mysterious  bourn 
By  Avhieh  our  path  is  crossed ; 

Beyond  Avhich,  God  Himself  hath  sworn, 
That  he  -who  goes  is  lost? 

IIoTV  far  may  vro  go  on  in  sin? 

HoTv  long  will  God  forbear? 
Where  does  hope  end,  tind  where  begin 

The  confines  of  despair? 

An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent: 

"  Ye  that  from  God  depart, 
While  it  is  called  to-day,  repent, 

And  harden  not  your  heart." 


158. 

WHILE  I  lived  without  the  Lord, 
(If  I  might  be  said  to  live,) 
Nothing  could  relief  afibrd, 
Nothing  satisfaction  give. 

Empty  hopes  and  groundless  fear 
Moved  by  turns  my  anxious  mind; 

Like  a  feather  in  the  air 

Made  the  sport  of  every  wind. 

Now  I  see,  whatever  betide, 
All  is  well,  if  Christ  be  mine ; 

He  has  promised  to  provide, 
I  have  only  to  resign. 
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When  a  sense  of  sin  and  thrall 
Forced  me  to  the  Sinner's  Friend, 

He  engaged  to  manage  all, 
By  the  way  and  to  the  end. 

**  Cast,"  He  said,   "  on  me  thy  care, 
'T  is  enough  that  I  am  nigh : 

I  will  all  thy  burdens  bear, 
I  will  all  thy  wants  supply. 

**  Simply  follow  as  I  lead, 
Do  not  reason,  but  believe ; 

Call  on  me  in  time  of  need, 

Thou  shalt  surely  help  receive." 

Lord,  I  would,  I  do  submit. 
Gladly  yield  my  all  to  Thee; 

What  Thy  wisdom  sees  most  fit. 
Must  be  surely  best  for  me. 

Only,  when  the  way  is  rough, 

And  the  coward  flesh  would  start, 

Let  Thy  promise  and  Thy  love 
Cheer  and  animate  my  heart. 


159. 

SOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
The  Christian  while  he  sings 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 
With  healing  on  His  wings: 


AND     FAMILIES.  147 

"Where  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new: 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
E'en  let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  Tvhat  it  may. 

It  can  bring  -with  it  nothing 

But  He  will  bear  us  through ;  — 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  His  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed. 
And  He  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  His  children  bread. 

Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  shall  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there ; 
.Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice ; 
For  while  in  Him  confiding 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 


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160. 

TREMBLE  not,  though  darkly  gather 
Clouds  and  tempests  o'er  the  sky, 
Still  believe  thy  Heavenly  Father 

Loves  thee  best  when  storms  are  nigh. 

AVhen  the  sun  of  fortune  shineth 
Long  and  brightly  on  the  heart, 

Soon  its  fruitfulness  declineth, 
Parched  and  dry  in  every  part. 

■4 

Then  the  plants  of  grace  have  faded 

In  the  dry  and  burning  soil ; 
Thorns  and  briers  their  growth  have  shaded- 

Earthly  cares  and  earthly  toil. 

But  the  clouds  are  seen  ascending ; 

Soon  the  heavens  are  overcast; 
And  the  weary  heart  is  bending 

'Neath  affliction's  stormy  blast. 

Yet  the  Lord,  on  high  presiding. 

Rules  the  storm  with  powerful  hand ; 

He  the  shower  of  grace  is  guiding 
To  the  dry  and  barren  land. 

See,  at  length  the  clouds  are  breaking, — 
Tempests  have  not  passed  in  vain ; 

For  the  soul,  revived,  awaking. 
Bears  its  fruits  and  flowers  again. 


AND     FAMILIES.  149 

Love  divine  has  seen  and  counted 

Every  tear  it  caused  to  fall, 
And  the  storm  Avhich  love  appointed 

"Was  its  choicest  gift  of  all. 

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161. 

J  THIRST,  but  not  as  once  I  did, 
The  vain  delights  of  earth  to  share; 
Thy  wounds,  Emmanuel,  all  forbid 

That  I  should  seek  my  pleasures  there. 

It  vras  the  sight  of  Thy  dear  cross, 

First  weaned  my  soul  from  earthly  things ; 

And  taught  me  to  esteem  as  dross 

The  mirth  of  fools  and  pomp  of  kings. 

I  want  the  grace  that  springs  from  Thee, 
That  quickens  all  things  where  it  flows, 

And  makes  a  wretched  thorn  like  me 
Bloom  as  the  myrtle  or  the  rose. 

Dear  fountain  of  delight  unknown, 
No  longer  sink  beneath  the  brim: 

But  overflow,  and  pour  me  down 
A  living  and  life-giving  stream! 

Surely  of  all  the  plants  that  share 
The  notice  of  my  Father's  eye, 

None  proves  less  grateful  to  His  care, 
Or  yields  Him  meaner  fruits  than  I. 
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162. 

OH !  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  -will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  !  — 

That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 
But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain 
"  "Will  lean  upon  its  God  ;  — 

A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  anv^  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 

In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ;  — 

That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread  frown. 

Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 

Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile  ;  — 

A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled. 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 

Lights  up  the  dying  bed. 

Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  Avhate'er  may  come, 

We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallo^-ed  bliss 

Of  our  eternal  home. 


AND     FAMILIES.  151 


163. 


HAIL,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day ! 
Begone,  disturbing  care ! 
And  look,  my  soul,  from  earth  away 
To  Ilim  who  heareth  prayer. 


How  sweet  the  tear  of  penitence 
Before  His  throne  of  grace, 

While,  to  the  contrite  spirit's  sense, 
He  shows  His  smiling  face ! 


How  sweet,  through  long-remembered  years, 

His  mercies  to  recall. 
And  pressed  with  wants,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

To  trust  His  love  for  all ! 


How  sweet  to  look,  in  thoughtful  hope, 

Beyond  this  fading  sky, 
And  hear  Him  call  His  children  up 

To  His  fair  home  on  high  ! 


Calmly  the  day  forsakes  our  heaven, 
To  dawn  beyond  the  west ; 

So  let  my  soul,  in  life's  last  even, 
Retire  to  glorious  rest. 


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164. 

WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  Mercy-seat ! 
Yet  who  that  knoAvs  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

^Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 

Prayer  keeps  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

When  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide. 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side ; 

But  when  through  weariness  they  failed, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevailed. 

Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah  !  think  again ; 

Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow  creature's  ear, 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  j^our  care. 

Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be: 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me.'' 


AND     FAMILIES. 


153 


165. 

ERIEND  after  friend  departs: 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  hath  not  here  an  end: 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  this  vale  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime. 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath ; 
And  life's  affections,  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire ! 

There  is  a  world  above 

Where  sorrow  is  unknown ; 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  a  happier  sphere. 

Thus  star  by  star  declines. 

Till  all  are  passed  away, 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night  — 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 


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166. 


JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour !  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
0  receive  my  soul  at  last! 


Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee : 
Leave,  oh !  leave  me  not  alone ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed ; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 


Thou,  0  Christ!  art  all  I  want: 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  restore  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  Thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
Vile,  and  full  of  sin  I  am ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


AND     FAMILIES.  155 

Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, — 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin : 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  '\;^-ithin. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freeh'-  let  me  take  of  Thee : 
Spring  Thou  up  within  mj  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

167. 


YE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears, 
Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river,  flows 
In  one  continual  stream. 

Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell, 
God  will  these  powers  restrain ; 

His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good, 

He  will  for  His  provide ; 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 

And  all  they  need,  beside. 

Fear  not  that  He  will  e'er  forsake 

Or  leave  His  work  undone  ; 
He^s  faithful  to  His  promises, 

And  faithful  to  His  Son. 


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Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Or  death's  tremendous  sting ; 

He  Avill  from  endless  -wrath  preserve. 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

You  in  His  vrisdom,  power,  and  grace. 

May  confidently  trust ; 
His  wisdom  guides,  His  power  protects, 

His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

Y 

168. 


"TT/HAT  soul  can  reach  the  lofty  height 

W     From  whence  the  Saviour  came  to  die? 
What  soul  can  trace  the  Lord  of  might 
In  His  profound  humility? 

Angels,  who  stand  before  the  throne. 
Here  feel  the  weakness  of  their  powers ; 

In  wonder,  they,  adoring,  own 

The  Lord  of  life,  both  theirs  and  ours. 

Oh !  for  a  heart  of  faith  and  love. 
To  taste  the  Saviour's  richest  grace, 

To  emulate  the  choirs  above. 
Who  ever  see  His  blissful  face. 

Blest  Spirit !  beautify  my  soul 
With  humble  joy  and  holy  fear; 

Thy  power  can  make  the  wounded  whole, 
And  bring  each  gospel  blessing  near. 


AND     FAMILIES.  157 

Descend  and  dwell  within  my  heart; 

The  Saviour's  image  let  me  bear ; 
Then  bid  me  hence  with  joy  depart, 

And  anffels'  bliss  forever  share. 


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169. 

A  LMIGHTY  God,  to  Thee  belong 
jHL     The  heartfelt  praise,  the  grateful  song 
From  Thee  all  joy  and  peace  proceed, 
And  grace  to  help  Thy  people's  need. 

Who  can  recount  Thy  mercies  o'er, 
Or  fathom  that  unbounded  store 
Of  love  divine,  which  freely  gave 
Thy  Son,  rebellious  man  to  save? 

Here  language  fails,  nor  can  express 
The  riches  of  redeeming  grace : 
Its  depth  exceeds  an  angel's  ken ; 
Its  height,  the  feeble  eye  of  men. 

Behold  its  length,  its  breadth  survey, 

Coeval  with  eternity ; 

For  everlasting  love  alone 

Could  place  a  rebel  on  the  throne. 

And  is  this  love  held  forth  to  me? 
Amazing  thought !     Ah  !  can  it  be  ? 
Angelic  tongue  can  ne'er  express 
The  vastness  of  redeeming  grace ! 
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158  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

For  me,  a  rebel  -worm,  He  died ! 
For  me,  "my  Lord  was  crucified!" 
Away,  ye  sins  —  ye  lusts,  begone; 
I  will  be  His,  and  His  alone. 

Almighty  Jesus,  make  me  Thine ; 
Oh  !  wash  me  in  Thy  blood  divine  ; 
Preserve  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  reign  the  Sovereign  Lord  within. 

Oh !   clothe  me  in  that  beauteous  dress, 
The  garment  of  Thy  righteousness ; 
Then  may  I  look  towards  Thy  throne, 
And  claim  each  promise  as  mj/  oivn. 

With  joy  shall  I  appear  among 
-The  blood-bought  flock,  the  ransomed  throng  : 
And  when  Thou  bid'st  me  be  no  more, 
Thy  grace  in  endless  worlds  adore ! 


170. 

WHEN  I  hear  a  sinner  boasting 
Of  the  goodness  of  his  heart, 
And  how  easy  'tis  for  mortals 
With  their  dearest  sins  to  part; 

Then,  methinks,  this  man  's  a  stranger 
To  the  work  of  grace  and  faith  ; 

All  he  speaks  betrays  his  blindness. 
All  is  darkness  that  he  saith. 


AND     FAMILIES.  159 

Did  he  once  but  feel  the  workings    " 

Of  the  Spirit's  mighty  power, 
He  would  feel  the  flesh  rebelling, 

From  that  highly  favored  hour. 

Satan  would  not  let  him  conquer 

Without  many  battles  fought ; 
This  the  Lord  permits,  that  sinners 

Their  own  vileness  may  be  taught. 


^T  is  the  traitor  lodged  within  us 
Seeks  to  admit  the  foe  without ; 

When,  by  grace  divinely  potent, 
^atan  has  been  once  cast  out. 

Inbred  evils,  dread  corruptions, 
Natives  of  the  human  heart. 

League  with  Satan  Against  the  Saviour, 
And  determine  not  to  part. 

Men  would  still  resist  the  blessings 
Which  a  gracious  God  bestows, 

Did  not  grace  of  freest  mercy 
Still  with  blessings  interpose. 


Oh !  how  matchless  is  this  mercy ! 

How  unbounded  is  this  love ! 
'Tis  our  joy  on  earth  to  feel  it, 

'Tis  the  theme  of  saints  above. 


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171. 


"TTTHENE'ER  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

VV     AVhat  loads  of  guilt,  what  depths  of  sin, 
Like  oceans  deep,  like  mountains  high, 
Call  for  the  vengeance  of  the  sky ! 


Deceit,  ambition,  lust,  and  pride, 
Within  the  human  heart  reside ; 
There,  Satan,  seated  on  his  throne, 
Claims  the  whole  empire  as  his  own. 


But  Jesus  comes !  the  mighty  Lord ! 
He  wields  the  bright  celestial  sword ; 
The  strong  man  armed  is  forced  to  fly, 
Whilst  angels  chant  the  victory. 


Glory  to  God  in  heaven  above. 
On  earth,  sweet  peace  and  sacred  love ; 
Good-will  to  men  —  the  foe  is  foiled, 
And  God  and  sinners  reconciled. 


Come,  mighty  conqueror  of  the  heart, 
Subdue  my  soul  in  every  part; 
Ascend  Th}''  long  usurped  throne : 
Be  Thou  my  king,  and  Thou  alone. 


AND     FAMILIES.  161 

Y 

172. 

LORD,  what  I  want,  and  still  implore, 
Is  grace  to  love  Thee  more  and  more ; 
A  heart  renewed,  set  free  from  sin, 
And  filled  with  heavenly  light  within. 

Oh !  could  I  reach  this  blissful  state ! 
For  this  my  longing  soul  shall  wait, 
Till  sovereign  love,  with  mighty  power. 
Shall  on  my  soul  the  blessing  shower. 

Then,  when  the  sacred  drops  descend 
From  Jesus,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
The  fruits  of  joy  and  peace  shall  grow, 
And  all  the  garden  spices  flow. 

With  holy  love  and  humble  joy 
Shall  grace  my  every  power  employ. 
Till,  far  removed  from  sin  and  shame, 
My  soul  shall  ever  bless  Thy  name. 

Y 
173. 

OBLESS'D  Redeemer,  fill  my  soul 
With  love  and  grace  divine ; 
Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin. 
And  make  me  wholly  Thine. 
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In  Thee,  0  Christ!  may  I  be  found 

From  every  blemish  free ; 
Though  vile  and  worthless  in  myself, 

Yet  all  complete  in  Thee. 

Oh!  send  Thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord, 

In  larger  portions  down, 
To  witness  with  my  waiting  heart, 

And  seal  me  for  Thine  own. 

May  holiness  my  life  adorn ; 

May  all  my  soul  be  love ; 
May  every  wish  be  formed  by  Thee, 

And  placed  on  things  above. 

Thus  will  a  holy  evidence 

Confirm  that  I  am  Thine ; 
And  faith,  by  works  made  manifest, 

Shall  prove  the  work  divine. 

V 
174. 

TOUCHED  by  the  power  of  love  divine, 
To  Thee,  my  gracious  Lord,  I  come, 
Thy  Spirit  speaks  —  I  hear  the  call; 

Dear  Saviour,  make  my  heart  Thy  home 

Too  long,  alas !  a  wandering  sheep. 
Far  from  Thy  blessed  fold  I  strayed ; 

But  now  my  hopes  on  Thee  are  fixed ; 
On  Thee  my  grateful  soul  is  stay'd. 


AND     FAMILIES.  163 

Thou  art  my  refuse  and  my  rest ; 

Sweet  peace  in  Thee  I  now  may  find  ; 
The  richest  streams  of  heavenly  grace, 

To  soothe  and  calm  my  troubled  mind. 

Oh !  may  I  never  from  Thee  roam, 

Or  feel  a  single  wish  to  stray ; 
Since  Thou  hast  led  my  wandering  feet 

To  Christ,  the  true,  the  living  way. 


175. 

How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  His  praises  join ; 
With  saints  His  goodness  to  record. 
And  hymn  His  power  divine ! 

These  seasons  of  delight, 
This  soul-refreshing  gleam, 

These  rays  of  pure  eternal  light, 
Demand  the  grateful  theme. 

0  blessed  Jesus !  pour 

Thy  quickening  spirit  down  ; 

That  he,  from  this  delightful  hour 
Thy  work  of  grace  may  crown. 

May  every  waiting  heart 
His  faithful  witness  prove. 

And  know  its  own  eternal  part 
In  Thy  redeeming  love. 


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Oh !  blest  assurance  this, 

Bright  beam  of  heavenly  day ; 

Sweet  earnest  of  eternal  bliss, 
To  cheer  the  pilgrim's  way. 

Thus  will  our  joys  increase. 
Our  love  more  ardent  grow ; 

While  all  the  fruits  of  faith  and  peace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

But  oh  !  the  bliss  sublime, 
AVhen  joy  shall  be  complete ; 

In  that  unclouded,  glorious  clime. 
Where  all  Thy  servants  meet. 

There  shall  the  ransomed  throng 

A  Saviour's  love  record ; 
And  shout  in  everlasting  song. 

Salvation  to  the  Lord. 


176. 

OH !  may  I  prize  a  throne  of  grace, 
Accessible  in  every  place ; 
Whene'er  I  lift  my  soul  in  prayer, 
On  earth  or  sea,  my  God  is  there. 

If  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress. 

Its  woes  my  heart  in  sighs  express ; 

A  sweet  return  of  love  I  find, 

To  soothe  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 


AND     FAMILIES, 


165 


Or  -when  the  grateful  odors  rise 
Of  praise  —  delightful  sacrifice  !  — 
My  soul  expands  with  joys  unknown 
To  every  bosom,  but  its  own. 

Ah !  whence  proceeds  this  sacred  love, 
Descending  gently  'from  above  ? 
To  Thee,  dear  Saviour,  and  Thy  blood, 
I  owe  this  precious  gift  of  God. 

Oh !  may  I  daily  love  Thee  more, 

Of  blessings,  Thou  the  bounteous  store ; 

On  me  let  every  grace  descend, 

Thou  Source  of  bliss  —  thou  Sinner's  Friend. 

In  gladsome  notes  of  heart-felt  praise, 
My  joyful  voice  to  Thee  I'll  raise; 
Till  death  improve  the  rising  song, 
And  bear  me  to  the  angelic  throng. 

V 

177. 

IN  seasons  of  doubt  and  of  gloom, 
When  Satan  would  drive  to  despair, 
Then  Christ  is  the  life  of  my  hope. 
And  hope  is  the  life  of  my  prayer. 

My  sins,  like  a  death-bearing  cloud, 
Oft  hide  the  dear  cross  from  my  view ; 

But  Jesus,  dispersing  the  mist, 
Disperses  the  enemy  too. 


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How  kind  is  our  merciful  God ! 

His  word  and  His  promise  how  true: 
He  bids  me  take  courage  and  fight, 

With  crucified  Jesus  in  view. 

Should  Satan  come  in  like  a  flood,  • 
And  fill  me  with  grief  and  dismay, 

The  Spirit  appears  to  my  aid ; 
His  standard  drives  Satan  away. 

By  nature  unable  to  stand, 

Or  vanquish  temptation  to  sin ; 

Through  Jesus,  almighty  to  save. 
The  crown  we  are  certain  to  win. 


V 
178. 

How  happy  is  the  humble  soul 
Who  lives  in  holy  fear ! 
While  troubles  in  succession  roll, 
He  feels  the  Saviour  near. 

While  others  climb  the  dang'rous  steep, 
And  build  their  Babels  high. 

He  loves  that  lowly  path  to  keep 
Which  leads  him  to  the  sky. 

Content  with  all  his  God  bestows. 
He  wants  nor  wealth,  nor  power ; 

Perpetual  blessing  round  him  flows, 
Increasing  every  hour. 


AND     FAMILIES.  167 

Rich  with  the  riches  of  His  grace 

Who  saved  hiin  by  His  blood, 
He  views  by  faith  the  Saviour's  face, 

And  knows  that  God  is  good. 

Through  life's  uneven  path  upheld, 

Preserved  from  every  ill, 
He  views  at  length  the  heavenly  field, 

And  reaches  Zion's  hill. 

Oh !  may  I  thus  be  sweetly  blest. 

With  humble  souls  below ; 
Then  enter  the  eternal  rest 

Where  endless  pleasures  flow. 


179. 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight. 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  His  word. 

Oh !  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
May  sorrow  flow  from  eye  to  eye. 

And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride  ; 

Our  wishes  fix  above : 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 

And  show  a  brother's  love. 


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Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 

In  every  action  glow. 

Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above ; 
And  he's  an  heir  to  heaven  that  finds 

His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

'     r 

180. 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest, 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast! 

So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 

So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day. 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound. 

Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! 


AND     FAMILIES. 
V 

181. 

IN  each  breeze  that  wanders  free, 
And  each  flower  that  gems  the  sod, 
Living  souls  may  hear  and  see 
Freshly  uttered  words  from  God ! 

Had  we  but  a  searching  mind, 
Seeking  good  where'er  it  springs, 

"VYe  should  then  true  wisdom  find. 
Hidden  in  familiar  things. 

God  is  present,  and  doth  shine 
Through  each  scene  beneath  the  sky, 

Kindling  with  a  light  divine. 
Every  form  that  meets  the  eye. 

And  the  soul,  when  veiled  in  sin, 
And  eclipsed  with  fear  and  doubt, 

From  the  darkened  world  within, 
Throws  its  shade  on  that  without. 

While  to  those  who,  pure  in  heart, 
For  the  truth  their  powers  employ, 

She  will  constant  good  impart, 
And  diffuse  perpetual  joy. 

If  the  mind  would  nature  see, 
Let  her  cherish  virtue  more ; 

Goodness  bears  the  golden  key 
That  unlocks  her  palace  door! 
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182. 

BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ; 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  use  no  other  friend  so  ill. 


Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine. 
Turn  out  His  enemy  and  thine ; 
Turn  out  that  hateful  monster,  Sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

Admit  Him,  ere  His  anger  burn, 
Lest  He  depart  and  ne'er  return : 
Admit  Him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  His  door  deny'd  you  stand. 

Yet  know,  nor  of  the  terms  complain. 
When  Jesus  comes  He  comes  to  reign; 
To  reign,  and  with  no  partial  sway ; 
Thoughts  must  be  slain  that  disobey. 


183. 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  Himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 


AND     FAMILIES.  171 

Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  His  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
Then  thy  sovereign  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 


184. 

OH!  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  Thy  blood 
So  freely  spilt  for  me  ! 

A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  theme ; 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak. 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

A  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart. 
Believing,  true,  and  clean  ; 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within. 

A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure  and  good, 

A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine ! 


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185. 


THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God; 
All  others  go  astray ; 
Narrow,  but  pleasant  is  the  road, 
And  Christians  love  the  way. 

It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin 

And  dangers  must  be  passed ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein, 

Will  come  to  heaven  at  last. 

While  the  broad  road  where  thousands  go, 

Lies  near,  and  opens  fair: 
And  many  turn  aside  I  know. 

To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

But,  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide, 

Or  wander  from  Thy  way, 
Lord,  condescend  to  be  my  guide, 

That  I  may  never  stray. 


186. 

HEIRS  of  unending  life, 
While  yet  we  sojourn  here. 
Oh !  let  us  our  salvation  work 
.     With  tremblino;  and  with  fear. 


AND    FAMILIES.  173 

God  -will  support  our  hearts 
AVitli  might  before  unknown ; 

The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  His  own. 

*Tis  He  that  works  to  will, 

^Tis  He  that  works  to  do; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 

His  be  the  glory  too. 


187. 

ETERNAL  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 
Our  contrite  hearts  inspire ; 
Revive  the  flame  of  heavenly  love. 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

'T  is  Thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed ; 

'Tis  Thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whatever  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  with  humble,  holy  heart. 

May  worship  only  Thee. 

Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear 

That  we  are  sons  of  God ; 
Redeemed  from  sin,  from  death  and  hell, 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

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188. 


COME,  let  us  to  the  Lord  our  God 
With  contrite  hearts  return  ; 
Our  God  is  gracious,  nor  will  leave 
The  desolate  to  mourn. 


His  voice  commands  the  tempest  forth. 
And  stills  the  stormy  vrave  ; 

His  arm,  though  it  be  strong  to  smite, 
Is  also  strono;  to  save. 


Our  hearts,  if  God  we  seek  to  know, 
Shall  know  Him  and  rejoice : 

His  coming  like  the  morn  shall  be ; 
Like  morning  songs  His  voice. 


As  dew  upon  the  tender  herb. 
Diffusing  fragrance  round  ; 

As  showers  that  usher  in  the  spring, 
And  cheer  the  thirsty  ground :  — 


So  shall  His  presence  bless  our  souls, 

And  shed  a  joyful  light ; 
That  hallow' d  morn  shall  chase  away 

The  sorrows  of  the  night. 


AND     FAMILIES 


189. 

T  LEAVE  the  world,  its  boasted  store 
Of  pleasures  that  must  quickly  end : 
I  prize  its  yanities  no  more, 

Since  I  have  found  the  Sinner's  Friend. 

I  care  not  if  the  world  revile, 

The  world  that  hates  my  master's  cause ; 
The  world,  I  know,  would  quickly  smile, 

Were  I  again  what  once  I  was. 

Then  farewell  world,  and  farewell  all 
That  dares  contest  a  Saviour's  claims: 

1^11  hear  Him  and  obey  His  call, 
Regardless  who  approves  or  blames. 

I'll  praise  Him  while  He  gives  me  breath, 
Nor  then  will  cease  to  sing  His  love : 

For  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
'Twill  join  in  nobler  psalms  above. 


190. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shall  be. 


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Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I  \e  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  ovrn. 


Let  the  vrorld  despise  or  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 
And,  whilst  Thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might. 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  may  scorn  me, 

Show  Thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

Go  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure, 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain, 
In  Thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  Thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  Thee,  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  Thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  for  me. 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !  't  is  not  in  grief  to  harm  me. 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me  : 
0,  ^twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  Thee. 


AND     FAMILIES.  177 

Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin  and  fear  and  care: 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee. 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine : 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  save  thee ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there, 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


191. 


WE  praise  and  bless  Thee,  gracious  Lord, 
Our  Saviour  kind  and  true, 
For  all  the  old  things  passed  away, 
For  all  Thou  hast  made  new. 

Thou,  only  Thou,  must  carry  on 

The  work  Thou  hast  begun : 
Of  Thine  own  strength  Thou  must  impart, 

In  Thine  own  ways  to  run. 

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178  HYMNS     FOR    SCHOOLS 

Ah!  leave  us  not  —  from  day  to  day 

Eevive,  restore  again  ; 
Our  feeble  steps  do  Thou  direct, 

Our  enemies  restrain. 


Whate'er  would  tempt  the  soul  to  stray, 

Or  separate  from  Thee, 
That,  Lord,  remove,  however  dear 

To  the  poor  heart  it  be. 

When  the  flesh  sinks,  then  strengthen  Thou 

The  spirit  from  above  ; 
Make  us  to  feel  Thy  service  sweet, 

And  light  Thy  yoke  of  love. 

So  shall  we  faultless  stand  at  last 

Before  the  Father's  throne. 
The  blessedness  forever  ours, 

The  glory  all  Thine  own. 


I 


192. 


THANK  Thee,  0  my  God!  who  made 
The  earth  so  bright 


—     _-    ._    ^    -J 

So  full  of  splendor  and  of  joy, 

Beauty  and  light ; 
So  many  glorious  things  are  here, 

Noble  and  right. 


AND     FAMILIES.  179 

I  thank  Thee,  too,  that  Thou  hast  made 

Joy  to  abound  ; 
So  many  gentle  thoughts  and  deeds 

Circling  us  round, 
That  in  the  darkest  spot  on  earth 

Some  love  is  found. 

I  thank  Thee  more,  that  all  our  joy 

Is  touched  with  pain  ; 
That  shadoAYS  fall  on  brightest  hours ; 

That  thorns  remain ; 
So  that  earth's  bliss  may  be  our  guide, 

And  not  our  chain. 

For  Thou  who  knowest.  Lord,  how  soon 

Our  weak  heart  clings, 
Hast  given  us  joys  tender  and  true, 

Yet  all  with  wings, 
So  that  we  see,  gleaming  on  high 

Diviner  things. 

I  thank  Thee,  Lord,  that  Thou  hast  kept 

The  best  in  store ; 
We  have  enough,  yet  not  too  much 

To  long  for  more ; 
A  yearning  for  a  deeper  peace 

Unknown  before. 

I  thank  Thee,  Lord,  that  here  our  souls, 

Though  amply  blest, 
Can  never  find,  although  they  seek, 

A  perfect  rest  — 
Nor  ever  shall,  until  they  lean 

On  Jesus'  breast. 


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V* 

193. 

LOKD,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee, 
And  plead  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  Thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

Help  us  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear, 
Like  Thee  to  do  our  Father's  v^ill, 

Each  other's  griefs  to  share. 

Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine, 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell, 

As  free  and  true  as  Thine. 

Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven ; 
Oh !  may  we  tread  the  pilgrim's  life, 

And  follow  Thee  to  heaven. 


194. 

WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  Thee  ? 
Poor  and  blind  in  mine  own  eyes. 
Only  in  Thy  wisdom  wise? 


AND     FAMILIES.  181 

Only  Thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  belo^Y? 
Only  guided  by  Thy  light, 
Only  mighty  in  Thy  might? 

So  I  may  Thy  spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow ; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  Thee  be  one. 

Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Y 
195. 

WHEN  anxious  thoughts  my  bosom  fill, 
And  skies  look  dark  above. 
How  sweet,  reposing  on  His  will. 

To  feel  that  God  is  love! 
To  Him  our  mean  affairs 

Are  most  minutely  known  : 
He  weighs  the  burden  of  our  cares, 
And  numbers  every  groan. 

When  fails  each  earthly  confidence. 
And  friends  grow  cold  and  strange, 

I  rest  on  Thine  omnipotence, 
On  love  that  cannot  change. 
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182  HYMNS     FOR     SCHOOLS 

This  trust  can  ne'er  delude, 
Thy  goodness  is  most  wise ; 

And  in  Thy  bounteous  plenitude 
My  wealth,  my  portion,  lies. 

Oh !  let  me  still  a  Father's  hand 

In  all  my  ways  perceive  ; 
And  when  I  cannot  understand, 

Be  humble,  and  believe ; 
Till  what  I  know  not  now 

Shall  all  be  clearly  shown  ; 
When  at  Thy  throne  ni}^  soul  shall  bow, 

And  know  as  I  am  known. 


M 


196. 

Y  heart  is  restius;,  0  my  God  !- 


My  heart  is  at  the  secret  Source 

Of  every  precious  thing. 
Now  the  frail  vessel  Thou  hast  made 

No  hand  but  Thine  shall  fill; 
For  the  waters  of  the  earth  have  failed, 

And  I  am  thirsty  still. 

I  thirst  for  springs  of  heavenly  life, 

And  here  all  day  they  rise ; 
I  seek  the  treasure  of  Thy  love, 

And  close  at  hand  it  lies  ; 
And  a  new  song  is  in  my  mouth 

To  long-loved  music  set: 
Glory  to  Thee  for  all  the  grace 

I  have  not  tasted  yet. 


AND     FAMILIES.  183 

Glory  to  Thee  for  strength  withheld, 

For  ■\^';lnt  and  weakness  knoAvn, 
And  the  fear  that  sends  me  to  Thy  breast 

For  wliat  is  most  my  own. 
I  have  a  heritage  of  joy 

That  yet  I  must  not  see; 
But  the  hand  that  bled  to  make  it  mine 

Is  keeping  it  for  me. 

There  is  a  certainty  of  love 

That  sets  ni}^  heart  at  rest; 
A  calm  assurance  for  to-day 

That  to  be  poor  is  best ; 
A  prayer  reposing  on  His  truth 

AVho  hath  made  all  things  mine, 
That  draws  my  captive  will  to  Him, 

And  makes  it  one  with  Thine. 


I  will  give  thanks  for  suffering  now. 

For  want  and  toil  and  loss,  — 
For  the  death  that  sin  makes  hard  and  slow, 

Upon  my  Saviour's  cross,  — 
Thanks  for  the  little  spring  of  love 

That  gives  me  strength  to  say. 
If  they  will  leave  me  part  in  Him, 

Let  all  things  pass  away. 

Sometimes  I  long  for  promised  bliss, 
But  it  will  not  come  too  late,  — 

And  the  songs  of  patient  spirits  rise 
From  the  place  wherein  I  wait; 


184  HYMNS    FOR     SCHOOLS 

While  in  the  faith  that  makes  no  haste, 

My  soul  has  time  to  see 
A  kneeling  host  of  Thy  redeemed 

In  fellowship  -with  me. 

There  is  a  multitude  around 

Responsive  to  my  prayer ; 
I  hear  the  voice  of  my  desire 

Resounding  everywhere. 
But  the  earnest  of  eternal  joy 

In  every  prayer  I  trace ; 
I  see  the  glory  of  the  Lord 

On  every  chastened  face. 

How  oft,  in  still  communion  known, 

Those  spirits  have  been  sent 
To  share  the  travail  of  my  soul. 

Or  show  me  what  it  meant! 
And  I  long  to  do  some  work  of  love 

No  spoiling  hand  could  touch, 
For  the  poor  and  suiFering  of  Thy  flock, 

Who  comfort  me  so  much. 


But  the  yearning  thought  is  mingled  now 
With  the  thankful  song  I  sing  ; 

For  Thy  people  know  the  secret  source 
Of  every  precious  thing. 

The  heart  that  ministers  for  Thee 

.  In  Thy  own  work  Avill  rest ; 

And  the  subject  spirit  of  a  child 
Can  serve  Thy  children  best. 


AND     FAMILIES.  185 

Mine  be  the  reverent,  listening  love 

That  Avaits  all  day  on  Thee, 
With  the  service  of  a  watchful  heart 

Which  no  one  else  can.  see,  — 
The  faith  that,  in  a  hidden  way, 

No  other  eye  can  know, 
Finds  all  its  daily  work  prepared, 

And  loves  to  have  it  so. 


My  heart  is  resting,  0  my  God ! 

My  heart  is  in  Thy  care : 
I  hear  the  voice  of  joy  and  health 

Resounding  everywhere. 
"  Thou  art  my  portion,"  saith  my  soul, 

Ten  thousand  voices  say, 
And  the  music  of  their  glad  Amen 

Will  never  die  away. 


Y 
187. 

0  FATHER-EYE  !  that  hath  so  truly  watch'd, 
0  Father-hand!  that  hath  so  gently  led, 
0  Father-heart !  that  by  my  prayer  is  touch' d, 

That  loved  me  first,  when  I  Avas  cold  and  dead  ; 
Still  do  Thou  lead  me  on  with  faithful  care 

The  narrow  path  to  heaven,  where  I  would  go, 
And  train  me  for  the  life  that  waits  me  there, 
Alike  through  love  and  loss,  through  weal  and 
woe. 
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186  HYMNS    FOR    SCHOOLS 

0  ray  Redeemer !  who  for  me  wast  slain, 

Who  bringest  me  forgiveness  and  release, 
Whoso  death  hast  ransomed  me  to  God  again, 

That  now  my  heart  can  rest  in  perfect  peace ; 
Still  more  and  more  do  Thou  my  soul  redeem, 

From  every  bondage  set  me  wholly  free, 
Though  evil  oft  the  mightiest  power  may  seem, 

Still  make  me  more  than  conqueror,  Lord,  in 
Thee. 

0  Holy  Spirit !  who  with  gentlest  breath 

Dost  teach  to  pray,  doth  comfort  or  reprove. 
Who  givest  us  all  joy  and  hope  and  faith. 

Through  whom  we  live  at  peace  with  God  in  love : 
Still  do  Thou  shed  Thine  influence  abroad, 

Let  me  the  Father's  image  ever  wear, 
Make  me  a  holy  temple  of  my  God, 

Where  dwells  forever,  calm,  adoring  prayer, 

V 

198. 

IT  is  good  when  we  lay  on  the  pillow  our  head. 
And  the  silence  of  night  all  around  us  is  spread, 
To  reflect  on  the  deeds  we  have  done  through  the 

day, 
Nor  allow  it  to  pass  without  profit  away. 

A  day  —  what  a  trifle  !  —  and  yet  the  amount 
Of  the  days  we  have  passed,  form  an  awful  account; 
And  the  time  may  arrive,  when  the  world  Ave  would 

give 
Were  it  ours,  might  we  have  but  another  to  live. 


AND     FAMILIES.  187 

In  wliose  service  have  we  through  the  day  been 

employ'd? 
And  what  are  the  pleasures  we  mostly  enjoy'd? 
Our  desires  and  wishes,  to  what  do  they  tend,  — 
To  the  world  we  are  in,  or  the  world  without  end? 

Ilath  the  sense  of  His  presence  encompassed  us 

round, 
Without  Whom   not   a    sparrow  can   fall   to  the 

ground  ? 
Have  our  hearts  turned  to  Him  with  devotion  most 

true, 
Or  been  occupied  only  with  things  that  we  view  ? 

Have  we  often  reflected  how  soon  we  must  go 
To  the  mansions  of  bliss,  or  the  regions  of  woe  ? 
Have  we  felt  unto  God  a  repentance  sincere, 
And  in  faith  to  the  Saviour  of  sinners  drawn  near  ? 

Let  us  thus  with  ourselves  solemn  conference  hold, 
Ere  sleep's  silken  fetters  our  senses  enfold ; 
And  forgiveness  implore  for  the  sins  of  the  day, 
Nor  allow  them  to  pass  unremembered  away. 


199. 

I  KNOW  my  end  must  surely  come. 
But  know  not  when,  or  where,  or  how, 
It  may  be  I  shall  hear  my  doom 

To-night,  —  to-morrow,  —  even  now ; 
Ere  yet  this  present  hour  has  fled. 
This  living  body  may  be  dead. 


188  HYMN-S     FOR    SCHOOLS 

Lord  Jesus,  let  me  daily  die, 

And  at  the  last  Thy  presence  give; 

Then  death  his  utmost  power  may  try, 
He  can  but  make  me  truly  live  ; 

Then  v^-elcome  my  last  hour  shall  be, 

When,  where,  and  how  it  pleases  Thee. 


200. 

TTy^ELL  art  Thou  leading.  Guide  Supreme, 

VV     Thy  people  on  their  pilgrimage: 
Thy  paths  may  strange  and  devious  seem, 

But  yet  are  straight: — should  tempests  rage, 
Amid  the  desolating  blast 
Thy  calming  voice  is  heard  at  last. 


Thy  wisdom  scatters,  Lord  most  high, 
AVhat  human  prudence  would  combine ; 

Thy  power  upraises  to  the  sky 

What  some  in  fetters  would  confine ; 

Man,  reading  not  Thy  perfect  will, 

AValketh  in  some  vain  shadow  still. 


Thy  thoughts  are  high,  and  soar  above 
The  vanities  which  all  admire : 

No  eloquence  Thine  ear  can  move, 

Th_y  impulse  must  the  tongue  inspire; 

The  JPharisee  thou  passest  by. 

While  mercy  waits  the  sinner's  cry. 


ANDFAMILIES.  189 

"We  magnify  Thy  grace  ;  pure  love 
Doth  Thy  paternal  heart  excite ; 

Thy  pillar  doth  before  us  move, 

To  d-well  with  men  is  Thy  delight: 

Thou  watch  est  o'er  us  day  by  day, 

And  lead'st  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

Sometimes  Thy  rod  may  seem  severe, 
Again  Thy  love  Thou  dost  display; 

Thy  gentle  chastisement  is  near, 
When  we  are  prone  to  go  astray: 

Soon  as  we  mourning  seek  Thy  face, 

Thou  bidst  our  wayward  wanderings  cease. 

Thy  Spirit  grant,  that  I  discern 

Nature  from  grace,  Thy  light  from  mine; 
That  no  strange  fire  within  me  burn, 

Which  I  might  vainly  think  divine ; 
Thou  Source  of  life,  how  blest  is  he 
Who  in  Thy  light,  the  light  can  see! 


THE    END. 


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